And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding (Wonderwall, Oasis) Here I am again, at another crossroad. Here I am again, caught between what is defined as practical by society and what is considered foolish. Amid the polarizing rhetoric of my heart and my head, I find myself yet seeking for a third path covered with fairy dust, and God's Voice booming from inside somewhere: "Come, this is the way. All you wish for is here. But first, what are you ready to give up , so you may know all that awaits?" What are we ready to give up ? What truth about our own selves resonates with a vibration that renders any other reality a non-option? Will inner peace come? Is it already here, waiting for us to see?
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