I don't want to be worn by social norms, with my flesh being wrapped and torn, by man made thorns.
I try to remember that we built this world, we can destroy this world, or we can create balance in this world, which can be guided by purpose, learning from cycles, that have previously unfurled.
It feels like we don't need stigma for guiding, but need to be heard for relational confiding, and reminded that reality is a collective battle of perspectives, constantly colliding, but truth can only be found, if we take our hearts, out of hiding.
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Success-less | Poetry of Roems
PoetrySuccess in a system created by others, is pretty arbitrary. These words will allow you to break away, or double down to proceed on your way. Don't let the setting you were born into hold you back, keep this book close to you, when you need to give y...
