Upajā Mirage Jeremy Soule quotThe Northerner Diariesquot

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I can't pretend you didn't mean the world to me. • But doctors told me that love is a two-way street. • I can't pretend I'm not hurting. • And I can't admit that I can't have lost something that wasn't even real . • What is real? • Philosophers may speculate about the nature of reality all their lives • but one thing is undeniably real - suffering. • I suppose real love is something you can't lose. • But you can lose trust. • Especially, if you lend it blindly to a stranger. • Yes, this makes sense now. • Because I still feel the love only it has lost its ground. • I feel like I'm trying to embrace a ghost who disappeared • and I'm standing there with my arms wrapped around nothing. • I know I need to let go because there is nothing to hold on to... • except memory, still alive, still filled with vivid images. • But I have to admit that my memory has become less biased and selective. • Each beautiful memory comes accompanied by a handful of painful ones. • I feel my arms slowly, very slowly release the embrace. • I'm not letting go yet but I'm slowly getting used to the idea • of emptiness filling the space of the mirage. • Only in that empty space I can be reborn. • I need to embrace the emptiness and let it fill with pain and tears and passion. • This emptiness is like canvas upon which my true colours can emerge. • I need to let go of the mirage and let in the truth of my being. • __________________________________________ • Music: • • Video • __________________________________________ • Video clips from pixabay and Pexels

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