The hunger of pure famine

January 24th 2013 I think of all life as fictional, the sense you get from reading Alice in Wonderland only you are its narrator. Same metaphor applies to real life. When I interact with the world, am I a mere representation of it, what it tells me - is their is no part of a missionary, even though people unconsciously perceive the world they inhabit as missionary to others. That is a false idea. What brings your value to life, is not to be done in a missionary sense, but a sense of looking right at the person you love most. Can you trust that kind of power, in yourself, can you give it freely to something else. Do you have it in you without it even making sense, or have it respond. That is a true feeling of life, and nobody knows it from what I can see. I have to ask myself - what kind of world are we living in. I want to know that, I want to feel the idea in me growing outward, moves inward. People stop themselves from it, and we all suffer - not if you want it badly enough. This is how I recognize myself in the mirror of life, a comet.

- Marco

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I reluctantly share this. I say reluctantly because in a perfect world made of these beliefs, surmount to nothing. I especially condone not judging other people and not knowing the answers to things. The last point made is a hereditary repose, I would smile more often if people understood me better. Why should I accept anything less than that.

I really have a problem with #2, because it is virtually non existent.

re; 'hereditary repose'

What I mean by this is in how I feel secure in my position(hereditary), I can feel relieved about that (repose).

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I think of that as more learning to be psychic and emitting a response from it.

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