 Imprisoned
Was just listening to some very melodious hindi folk songs. Couldn't help but share this.
'I/we have so much life and energy in and around me/us. Yet I cry for what what I don't have. Completely forget being grateful for what I have. For many others it might be a privilege. Living in fear of what others think about me-not wondering that everyone thinks the same and frankly at the end of things, nobody cares. Protecting myself (this so called body), with hundreds of mental veils. Protecting myself from what basically???
I'm here... I'm the universe... exploring itself through me... I am so unique in this place... got so less time to lose... so much to live for.........
wow, i got some tears in my eyes...
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