There are only two options for those afflicted with Understanding: an embittered deterioration towards an imploding end or an inspired climb up towards a sense of salvation. Between the delicate and intimate relationship of lost and found is where time tills space to be planted with purpose; a task to see how time may carry out a dream.
So as resolutely focused as an honest heart in beat, to be or not to be becomes the only needed compass to flee anxious and agitated states of reality. To Know is to see that there truly is no division between sky and sea. For all that’s here and now has already been for more to come.
Grounded with dignity and pride of one’s roots, with excellence in character comes opportunity blooming en masse. A front row seeing of all the different ways in which life may unfold. From one moment to the next, a truth gained and love lost. There’s comfort in the evidence of time’s tales that all comes back full circle.
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