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....her own world....

Weird is the very nice description you would get;
different would definitely be a good one;
metaphoric would make it to the top ten list;
but a thorned-rose best describes this blog.

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This blog might be a bit depressing for some, emotions might be stirred, feelings affected, questions left unanswered, etc. Viewer discretion is advised.... If you don't like what you see, don't comment. Just close the tab and it won't bother you anymore. :)
Mi

14 Sept 2007

The trilogy: My promise...

Whenever you have two voices inside you, telling you what to do, go with the quite voice. You may think its the shy voice and the unsure one, but you are wrong. It is the voice within. It has come a long way to get the message across to you. It stays deep because that is where the good in you resides. Hidden away from the pollutions of this world. Hidden away safe and guarded, so it never gets hit by "in comings". Nothing can penetrate into its core. Believe me, I know. For it is hidden so deep, and guarded by several forces. Evil never gets past the first force, no matter how terrible a person may be.


Sure it gets weaker and weaker the more "in comings" you let in. It gets harder to fight as it makes it's way up. It looses more of it's strength as it comes to deliver its message, but it never gives up. It never, and would never die out no matter how hard the fight becomes. It plays no quitter's game, nor walks in the loser's way. It would make the journey, and amazingly, in time too!

This is my promise, no matter how horrible or shitty your life gets, no matter how far on the other side you think you may have gone, deep inside you, there is still some good. Yes it may be small compared to the rest of you, but deep down, there is still some good. This is why I don't think anyone doesn't have the right to live. One might kill and then keep on killing, making everyone believe that they don't deserve to live, but then when you take a second to look past your rage and hatred for that person, you probably would find a scared child within. Killing has defined that one for so long, that it becomes scary to think of going any other way. Soon he or she may tell him/herself that too many have died to turn back now. Thus they ignore that voice. But I promise when a hand is stretched out, and they know coming out, though it may bring them pain and much suffering, would not be done alone, they listen to that voice within, and let it be the guiding force for their next move.

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