Learn not to cower within the breeze beneath the trees as the wind whips these leaves about.
Enjoy not the masquerade… Provoke its indefinance for the silence seems so final in its elusivity.
And when you cry, weep not in despair but for the joy- that refreshed sense of reckoning.
It is the lack of understanding that defines our masks.
It is the acceptance of that fear, the acknowledgement of a lack of omniscience that brings about accomplishment.


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