i hate that i’m at that age where people stop believing in themselves. We give up our dreams, our art, our purpose, and trade our lives in exchange for money so that we can “make a living”. While making money to sustain our needs is inevitable, in the making of a living we sometimes forget our unique gifts. we temporarily lose touch with the enormity of our inner being, and we distance ourselves from the confidence of our unique expressions.
In a race to survive we become mentally paralyzed. it’s starting to seem as though there is no end to the madness of chasing.
So many of us rush though life in this way, oblivious to the preciousness of whom we are and unaware of the beauty, wealth, abundance, love & opportunities that surrounds us. && before we know it, the sands of our hourglass run out, and we face the end of our brief existence on this plane, unfulfilled and regretful for all that we’ve missed.
ugh, i’m not going out like that. i need to figure out what really makes me happy and go do it, before i find myself 79 and looking back on my life with regret.
Reblogged from: pussyalamode
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foreverbroke said:
real life
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schizophriendless said:
i feel you freal yo i feel this im not going out like that either
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