The White What One Can Perceive Is What One Is Limited To, And Yet It Does Not Mean [For One] Everything Is Limited. The Universe Is Unexplored Beyond Being Limited. What One Can Hear Is What One Calls Audible, And Yet It Does Not Mean [For One] Everything Is Audible, The Universe Plays The Music Beyond Being Audible. What One Can See Is What One Call Visible, And Yet It Does Not Mean [For One] Everything Is Visible, The Universe Radiates The Light Beyond Being Visible. What One Can Love Is What One Call Lovable, And Yet It Does Not Mean [For One] Everything Is Lovable, The Universe Is Full Of Things Unreachable And Lovable. The Way One Perceives One Makes One Think Of One In Many Ways Beyond Limits, Audible, Visible, Lovable. PS The Change In One’s Perspectives Makes One See Same Things Anew. As Similar As One See The Same Thing From Different Positions.
Perhaps, One don't know what Love is? To Love is to be Free, not to be Bounded or not to be Possessed; To Love is to be Perfect, not to be Less or not to be More; To Love is to be Peaceful, not to be Excited or not to be Depressed; To Love is to be Present, not to be Past or not to be Future; To Love is to be Happy, not to be Crying or not to be Worrying; To Love is to be With, not to be Behind or not to be Ahead; To Love is to be Glowing, not to be Glare or not to be Dark; To Love is to be Flowing, not to be Stagnant or not to be Swollen; To Love is to be Harmonious, not to be Passive or not to be Active; To Love is to be Ours, not to be Yours or not to be Mine; To Love is to be Earth, not to be Heaven or not to be Hell; To Love is to be Living, not to be Dreaming or not be Sleeping;
O ne writes, cause when One writes, One is living in present moment; since many times O ne is consumed by past experiences or future explorations. One writes, cause when One writes, One is expressing One's true feelings; which many times One concealed and live with false face mask. One writes, cause when One writes, One is laying down the guidelines; which may be useful for those who will come across and read. One writes, cause when One writes, One is transforming; to what One is destined for. One writes, cause when One writes, One is growing; the only principle of living life.
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