Without Linkin Park, I would be much less of a human being today.
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Friday, July 21, 2017
Monday, July 10, 2017
Thoughts.
He was afraid. The defences he had put up - painstakingly, brick by brick, had been so easily dismantled with one casual swoop.
He could not believe that there was actually someone who could be thinking the exact same thoughts at the exact same time, that thought the exact same way, and had the exact same fears as he did. He wondered, how someone could have been so near, yet so far, all his life.
Yet he had grown cynical, scarred, bitter, and was too aware from his observed experiences that emotions could not always overcome circumstances.
He intellectualised, rationalised.
But then his heart actually ached; his mind, scrambled.
He knew, then, that a leap of faith was needed; he was reminded, that if accompanied, it could be slightly less daunting, and the results, unimaginable.
And so he jumped.
He could not believe that there was actually someone who could be thinking the exact same thoughts at the exact same time, that thought the exact same way, and had the exact same fears as he did. He wondered, how someone could have been so near, yet so far, all his life.
Yet he had grown cynical, scarred, bitter, and was too aware from his observed experiences that emotions could not always overcome circumstances.
He intellectualised, rationalised.
But then his heart actually ached; his mind, scrambled.
He knew, then, that a leap of faith was needed; he was reminded, that if accompanied, it could be slightly less daunting, and the results, unimaginable.
And so he jumped.
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