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The Gravity of Our Grief is The Cavity of Our Relief
How Passion Conveys the Emotional Language of Our Loneliness
Your Reprieve is One for You to Retrieve through Your Retreat
A wealth of information creates a poverty of attention — Herbert Simon
Feel your sadness as that’s where you’ll find a harness for life as everything we feel will eventually kneel to history’s zeal. We know it’s coming, the end is only ever a send of to another beginning. Our emotions are just notions to eventual motions as there have been no revolutions without there respective commotions. And within that heated flame, we find a passion that we believe breaths its own name.
Everything we ever learn fits into ideas which fuel our circumstances as we all perceive our vision as the truth while it’s really a rouse meant to arouse our suspicion. We have to be wary for the world is scary once we understand it’s no fairytale.
Our emotions are a drug for dopamine as we either seek refuge in them, or they refute our inner leak outwards. As we’re slaves to our feelings, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing as it can help us realize that we need help. It’s the very lack of what keeps us clean that makes us leap for green. Life needs to be a journey between what…
