We can’t stay here and stay alive. There are too many pills to take and there are too many faces to fake.
I know a place, come with me.
I can’t promise you it will be beautiful, but I promise you, you will belong.
Run away with me.. to the big mountains, let’s show the culture that we can change things around. Let’s show them that love makes everything better. Let’s show them that we’re stronger together. Let’s show them that love can last forever.
If I tell you I need you, do not take it lightly. I do everything I can to never have to depend on anyone to never show my weakness, and if I say I need you, it means I am trusting you to catch me when I fall..
“ Come to the edge. “
“ I can’t, I’m afraid. “
“ Come to the edge. “
“ I can’t, I will fall! “
“ Come to the edge!! “
And I came.. Then when I’ve faced my greatest weakness. but then when I realized my own strength..
I don’t know how I’m going to win but.. I think I’m brave as fuck and strong as hell.. the way I give love, the way I feel.. I know it’s been hard as of late, and sometimes I feel like I’m searching for something that doesn’t exist.. losing hope and yet I continue to fight through the things meant to stop me.. I refuse to give up on the feelings, the love I’m able to provide.. not to lose myself.. it may be hard but I swear it is not impossible.
Following the light, hiding in the cloudiness and being in what is. Doing that made my understanding be like not understanding and my wisdom be like not being wise.. And by not being wise you will become wise later..
Let your boat of life be light, packed with only what you need, a homely home and simple pleasures, one or two friends, worth the name, someone to love and someone to love you, a cat, a dog, enough to eat and enough to wear, and a little more than enough to drink, for thirst is a dangerous thing.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.
I felt outsider.. I don’t belong to the castle. So I went out through the dark clouds of doubts.. fighting.. but I chooses to live by choice, not by chance, to be useful, not used..
I choose to listen to my inner voice, not to the random opinions of others.
I choose to do the things that you won’t so I can continue to do the things you can’t.
The spirit of man is nomad, his blood bedouin, and love is the aboriginal tracker on the faded desert spoor of his lost self. And so I came to live my life not by conscious plan or prearranged design but as someone following the light of a bird.