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The Letter in The Bottle [chapter2]

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fact of life it makes me very scared. sense of fear and not because of so many problems that I will face. but fear of falsehood offered by the world and it is very disturbing me. fear of a sweet promise that life has to offer.

very strongly ingrained in me that all that this world is only an illusion. all rights of “ownership”, not an absolute right of ownership. all was the absolute owner of the loan. be very painful if awareness of these forgotten. be very disappointing and sad if our hearts had been adrift by the “ownership”, which should not belong to us. and the more deeply wounded, if we had to fight with ourselves. which eventually surrender ourselves to the “weakness” that has become human nature.

heart and brain fought themselves to give the best argument they have. in the other corner, we are getting weaker.

courage to fight with myself is already a very big war, I have to face. and the courage to tell the absolute truth is not an easy job for me to do. and is becoming more and more pathetic, people who I believe can survive on my side, fall, surrender unconditionally.
once again, I myself caught between two great powers, strength from inside me and outside me.
I like being in the middle of an open field, and the enemies around me have prepared their arrows and direct their arrows at me
there is no place for me to hide ………….. no tools to protect me. where I would run away.

I was really forced to give up or should I hold out, hoping a miracle will save me at the last minute.

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The Letter in The Bottle [chapter1]

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after so long harbored a desire to not talk to anyone, even the desire to express a truth and honesty though, was still so heavy. so many considerations should I take note. so many suggestions that I should listen to. so many stories and experiences of others who should I make a lesson. sometimes my heart and mind continue to disagree, wrapped with emotional desires with a sane mind is always trying to entertain and always give a lot of advice to be patient.

but the desire to uncover the disturbing thoughts never left me and always seduce me. many ways they use to beat me, and one that made me finally give up is to write all of my stories on paper, then put it in a bottle and then threw it into the ocean. letting it drift bottles to follow the will of nature.

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