Follow your heart of gold...

The odds against me were getting higher everyday. There is absolutely no possible way that everything can go my own? Or can it? Is this the moment my belief pays off? The moment I am proven wrong. Where all my self-doubt and hate finally lose against the prevalence of determination and manifestation of good? As much as I am afraid, I am far more curios how this plays out, so here is my pledge and prediction. The next two weeks are going to turn out in my favor. In every aspect in all possible ways. I will love and be loved. I will succeed and offer guidance of my own. I will smile and put smiles on people's faces. I won't hesitate and I will actively quiet the voices in my head, telling me I don't deserve it. For I deserve everything. And if I don't, you'll be the first to know. 

A moment of silence is the greatest sound...

He knows that paradise doesn't come without a cost. And it is expensive, the gate is narrow. Whoever visits discovers that life is beautiful, that the sun can in fact be divided into individual rays. That it's no longer that boring, round ball one can't even look at. He dreads the next month, when he'll go back to work full of people with empty looks, emptier than the looks of the people here. Everybody thinking about getting home, making dinner, and then escaping reality. Who knew reality is this white powder, not paradise.

Here is what I need from you. A very simple ask. One might say even mundane. So here it goes: let me inside your soul. Inside that abandoned paradise. And let me walk on that road to your heart. Let me see through that window you hold inside. Through which I can stare into space, where the waves of oceans, filled with stars are hitting the shores of galaxies. I will seize everything that I see with my words. And I promise you, I will make you immortal. 

The rush of a new life...