Wednesday, 04 April 2012
I have only one hope. Christ.
All other hope is stupid, fragile and worthless.
I will no longer hope, wish or dream for things/circumstances/people/etc.
Reality. And living day to day.
I will go home one day, when I'm meant to.
Until then. It's day by day. Content. Not wanting. Not wishing. Not hoping. Not dreaming.
Nothing more than what I have, for what I need I am provided for.
**Thinking differently about yourself is good; within the limits of reality and plausibility**
*So, fool. Stop thinking outside your box. For your box isn't a bad constraint; it shows you who you are. Accept, live, content.*