Am I ridiculous? They call me a madman…I don’t resent that. Once they were all dear to me and I could join in their laughter, not at myself, but through affection for them. Oh, how hard it is to be the only one who knows the truth! But they won’t understand, no, they can’t understand… Whilst I was thinking of a time in my past that I spent in the wilderness, I gazed up at the sky. And at that moment, I saw the sky becoming horribly dark and ominous. I could distinctly see tattered clouds with fathomless black patches in-between. Suddenly, in one of those patches, I noticed a star, and mesmerized, I began watching the star intently. At that point, I decided to kill myself. I decided it should certainly be that night. And why the star gave me such a thought, I don’t understand. I began to recall the life I lived, the life I should be living, and whilst looking at the star, it suddenly occurred to me that life is not always a flowery road. Life is dark and with holes. But even with life’s darkest days, life has become such a dreamy journey, which can only be lived once. I might be a ridiculous man, but the journey I have lived through, is not to be a ridiculous one. But rather, I should live another day to see my dream come true…for another day…for another life. lightandcomposition/for-another-day-for-another-life/
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