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there are those who act as if misery & torment do not exist in this world, as if they are somehow immune to the storms, as if when it rains, it rains around them--- yet though they may act as such, behind the curtain lies a knowledge of others suffering & the suffering of oneself deep inside pulsates & echoes like a person playing steel drums with a sledgehammer--- but to ignore gives no means of escape, unless one has found a way to reach into the brain & tear out all that which is conscious of the world around themselves. and though there may be drugs that can relieve the pain for a while, it always comes back & though the cycle of anesthetization will increase, there is no certain way to keep it up perpetually. it is the horrible, the terrible, the frightful & the most difficult, that needs to be confronted more often--- it needs to be investigated, embraced & endured, so that the act of denial will be overrun by a new way of seeing that only through uncovering all that is human, will we ever progress & improve ourselves.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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