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When you lose your believes and must carry on. With nothing to hold on.

Being and existing are notthe same state.

In spite of all the knowledge, your heart has its own rules.

...and one day you realize the pain is dead...

There is no such thing as "the good way" to do things . Everything is different all the time.

When daily life seems not to make sense any longer.

We are spirits living temporarily in an earthly body.

At a certain point of your life journey, you finally fall in love with who you are.

Dreams are another side of realities.

When pain is the Now... just surrender.