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So people are just meant to die, somethings are just meant to end.
Purpose is not always understood, and it may be a fault of us to try and understand in the first place.
It's hard to accept the idea of true chaos, just like its hard to accept the idea of real nothingness.

I'm going to spend today doing domestic things because its makes me feel closer to the simple truth of life. We are creatures that serve a purpose just as anything else in this universe serves a purpose. Sometimes its nice to not try and define but only live with the role you are meant to hold.

When you let go you follow this path never knowing what it is.

I still remember the feeling I had no more than 3 years ago. When I had locked on to the zen of my own movement in this world, before I became a martyr to the oppression of others hate for the world. I remember feeling like I could walk on air and move with the beating heart of the earth, when pain was fake and strength was a dream.

I have lived two lives, alternating between too suit the needs of my purpose for the time. I realize now that in order to no longer feel the pain of the change I must find a way to merge these two lives into one.

No proof reading today.