INSPIRATION
You are the
toughest and greatest: 2023
Today the
fingers dance again over the logic of longing to greet the time that has long
passed. Tonight, accompanied by drizzling rain, I tried again to remember what
had happened. The dark night accompanied by falling water makes
the heart flow through every curve of life, crying and sometimes laughing at
reality. These are all old stories that lead to the story of a fighter who
never fades with time, let alone circumstances. Reality will always be a
beautiful story, even though the body is full of wounds, and sorrow that other
people will never know because they only get beautiful stories and facts...
Everything is a
story and story from a year ago, everything is a process of life at a time
before these fingers painted in smiles the achievements of life passed. You
don't need to like the seasons that come at a certain time and reject the
suitability of your dreams. This is the rain that falls definitely when the
clouds hit the wind and part in a waterfall of water that wets the barren heart
and the barren longing. Or the heat of the day that seduces the blue light and
jolts the barren and dry land dear to former hopes. All of these are definite
steps in the stages of a time process that progress one after another. One that
will continue to advance, be hampered, and accelerate again until the climax is
exhausted in tears of victory. Or return to stopping at the self-suffering that
will inevitably occur due to stale plans...
In the past...It
was so heavy as if the sky was unfriendly. In the past, it was cumbersome as if
everything was blasphemous. In the past, it was a firm but still heavy step by
trying to swing the leg on the injured sole because the noble footwear was thin
in an effort that always disappeared. That was before, all stages were always
like that. In the past, all the beginnings required struggle and sweat. That
was in the past...yes that's the story in the past...it's very hard to remember
and can't be forgotten. Full of struggle and full of twists and turns in
understanding the dream that is always maintained. Not all can survive, only
some, only those who have random desires in a forbidden and disorderly logic.
Goodbye to those of you who have returned home, take the right steps that are
always wrong in a simple world that is full of fantasy and does not always
last...
It used to be
like that...it used to be like that for a moment...a part of me used to be like
that. In the past, I remember the light that always shone brightly and told me
about beautiful dreams that never faded away. In the past, I returned to the
never-ending struggle that was never known, transformed into something whatever
it was. Dripping tired sweat, stabbing tears that have become numb, staring at
a steep destination by always learning from every sharp pebble that becomes a
loyal friend on every journey. Holding back the feeling of every feeling of
pity, crying for every hope of action, and affectionate treatment of the longing
the heart feels. This self-immunity is forged every time nature changes and
changes at will. Strengthen this self in every melodious seduction of the
sparkling world that never stops singing and fades the light of the heart
standing...
Thank you, hi,
new year, thank you for being a true teacher in life experiences that are
complicated and then unraveled at the point where dreams are starting to
approach. Thank you in 2023, you are the toughest friend who cultivates
yourself to the maturity of thinking and acting with unexpected logic. Everyone
gathered at the end of the most beautiful, unimaginable achievement with smiles
that were still kept secret. These fingers are witnesses of time passing with
every breath that comes in the struggle of sweat, tears, and hidden feelings.
2023 is the toughest and greatest year at the peak of success in
achieving targets of dreams, love, affection, longing, and hope for an
unimaginable meaning in life...
By Ruei
1 Comments
thanks alot for the inspiration
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