For life is nothing but a reflection of solitudes end, giving purpose to a hope and an isolated light in an abyss of ignorance For a brief moment we must fly into a dream to fall deep into our subconscious, glimpsing for a yearning soul alike For hearts that are united through the medium of sorrow will not be separated by the glory of happiness But do not mourn the search for nothing, in accepting silence it slowly becomes a part of the speech. But is silence more painful than death? I believed death to be a phenomenon of the body. Now I know it to be merely a function of the mind To study to the order of things to try to understandgrasp their innermost essence, for Im only the ignorant to my own oblivion Simple Unpretentious Elegance Of solitude Of solitude A caterpillar can only turn into a beautiful flying butterfly, when it locks itself in a cocoon of utmost solitude. Inhumanly human
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