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And I am not frightened of dying, you know Any time will do, I don't mind Why should I be frightened of dying? There's no reason for it You've gotta go sometime
Show me where the key is kept Point me down the right line because it’s time To let me in from the cold Turn my lead into gold 'Cause there’s a chill wind blowing in my soul And I think I’m growing old
by Dongni Hou
Ask yourself why you do what you do. Why do you react that way..? Why do you withdraw or want to fight or throw yourself into anything else when faced with stress? Why do you feel the desire to fall back on behaviors & patterns you want to move from when you're met with a certain situation? You can identify the root, but then you have to pull it. You can get caught up in trying to identify and find the source of your suffering and think when you've found it you're done. Once you find the source & put your attention on it, it begins to dissipate. When you sit with it and work to understand what it's trying to teach you it dissolves even more. This isn't a one time process, you can return again and again to the same root source before it's been dissolved and released. So be patient but continue to examine your actions & speech for self understanding.
I understand your changes. How long before you reach the door?
I never fake care to anyone. What I give, I give from my heart.
Flower of the Fields, (Detail), (1845), by Louis Janmot (French, 1814 – 1892), oil on panel, 41 in (104.1 cm) x 33 in (83.8 cm), Musée des Beaux-Arts de Lyon
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Some places whisper louder than people.
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