thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] the mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death. [oscar wilde]


August 02, 2010

The useless struggle

You cannot see how useless is your struggle. How far away from you is what you want. Like I told you, there was a time when I would encourage you to go on. There was a time when I believed that we must chase our dreams. As a matter of fact, there was a time when I chased my dreams, dashing unafraid towards them, regardless of what stood in my way. But my days of knight in shiny armour are long since gone. It's winter here now, you know? So flee. Flee while you can. I cannot give you want you want, what you seek, whatever it is - near me, you won't find it. Near me, you'll find many things - and you'd be happier without most of them.

12:20 PM

 

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