Exist



We all are knowingly unknowingly playing a game for survival.
The game of "let's-see-how-much”and“what-I-can-do-to-please-people" and every single one of us, at some point or other in life, gets tired of playing that game. 
We take a 'time-please' and curl up into our solitary world, safe like a fetus in a mother's womb, surrounded by protective amniotic fluid and the sac. 
In this world we do not have to please anyone; not even ourselves. Just BE. EXIST. QUIET - SERENE; until the labor pain & the ...
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Published on June 06, 2022 16:57
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