What is it with the Pandora box of secrets we all carry around? I doubt that no one's his own box. It's getting so messy. Secrets and paranoia cloud our minds and finally drive us off the edge. We try so hard to fight the one voice inside our minds telling us how to act, how to speak and even how to think. What kind of life is this? Guarding our sanity by literally driving our minds insane. No one signed up for this.
The aftermath of certain actions and acts will always follow around and will shot your brains off til you wake up someday, drowning in your own blood bath, but you'll be standing and looking around you like a ghost. No self awareness nor higher level of spirituality shall stop your mind from wandering around those memories, acts or thoughts. You'll always be haunted. But it's your call to keep running or to stop and face the music and eventually dance on its beats.
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