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First of my apologies for not posting/writing sooner.
I cannot go deeper into the topic because I would risk exposing my past and I rather avoid that at all cost. I do know it sounds strange to most but there are things that cannot be explained by science or described by fiction.
Even a gifted writer will struggle to find the word that would describe a fear so deep so heavy that one has to hold one's breath just to stop oneself from screaming uncontrollably to lose one's sanity knowingly. It truly is a moment that felt as if it lasted a lifetime and the chemicals produced during that moment scared the brain physically for a lifetime.
Once can get over many fears, one can get over many harsh moments in time but something linger past that as if a reminder of that moment that day that second in time when the world and time stood still.
The only proof a single tear trapped within a pause... What is it that we see? What construct or name can we both describe and give?
Faith is real and it is being dismantled by both arrogance and ignorance... What is it that we are that is so important? What function do we have? What treasure do we keep that made all of the above possible?
Open your eyes and please see for whatever reason we are under attack and we are fighting something that we know very little about.
I cannot go deeper into the topic because I would risk exposing my past and I rather avoid that at all cost. I do know it sounds strange to most but there are things that cannot be explained by science or described by fiction.
Even a gifted writer will struggle to find the word that would describe a fear so deep so heavy that one has to hold one's breath just to stop oneself from screaming uncontrollably to lose one's sanity knowingly. It truly is a moment that felt as if it lasted a lifetime and the chemicals produced during that moment scared the brain physically for a lifetime.
Once can get over many fears, one can get over many harsh moments in time but something linger past that as if a reminder of that moment that day that second in time when the world and time stood still.
The only proof a single tear trapped within a pause... What is it that we see? What construct or name can we both describe and give?
Faith is real and it is being dismantled by both arrogance and ignorance... What is it that we are that is so important? What function do we have? What treasure do we keep that made all of the above possible?
Open your eyes and please see for whatever reason we are under attack and we are fighting something that we know very little about.