One of my most vivid memories as a child was falling into a fountain in Germany. The water was filled with frogs, polliwogs, and algae.
Despues de tanto fracaso no estoy en extinción, ya no le tengo miedo a tu opinión. No me importaba si yo me equivocaba, mi errores sólo me potencian, eso es la ciencia; de los errores proviene la experiencia, es tan propicio que ensucie mis manos, yo toque el piso, después nos levantamos y de los errores es de lo que ganamos.
G R O W N to be C R I P P L E D
Mill Bay, BC, Canada
The day was burdened with storms that seemed to violate the sunshine above. The chilled breath of wind felt like the hand of a lifeless body, and as the clouds darkened, frostbite’s fearsome jaws pierced deeply into my tender skin.
I was filled with deep sorrow and pity after hearing that last newscast emit from the shadowed shackles of my radio. Soon after hearing the news, my heart began to plummet like a rock in guilty water - I thought about those I left behind. It’s said that even a well trained mind will make mistakes - such as dwelling in deafening darkness; today, that theory proved true. “Has it really gotten that bad?” I thought to myself, “has The Chamber of Impossibilities really triggered an epidemic?”
This chamber has brainwashed its citizens into a race of robots with pre-determined destinations. From a young age you people are force fed fearsome fallacies that invoke far more danger than they prevent. You’re told that money means happiness, that grades determine your smarts, and that your dreams are meant for sleeping - never bring them into reality.
You people get wrapped up in seemingly warm blankets, and told to never leave the safety of your bed. You’re told the that the comfort of a steady income and a draining job far supersedes the “dangerous” world of passionate purpose. Passions are laughed at in society. “You want to be an astronaut? You’ll never make it. An artist? Grow up. A musician? Please.”
Well, what if I told you that you’ve been planted with pieces of passion since the day you were born, and for a reason. What if I told you that passions don’t just get tossed into people simply so they can never achieve them. Your dreams have been placed within your soul because that’s what the world needs. You. The world needs you to break free from this brainwashed state, follow yourself, and become who YOU know you’re meant to be. I can’t tell you why this is or how it happened; but I do know that if you abandon your passion for the lies of our societies split tongues, that you, and the world, will be sold short.
DOUBT IS THE VIRUS,
YOU’RE THE CURE.
It wasn't hope that brought us here, it was an unrelenting desire to fix it all.
Hope only ever taught me how to despair.
This reminds me of the MapleStory jump quest LOL fuckin pink chrysanthemums