<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=492336" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Realizing Reality...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">we have been filled<br>to the brim<br>our contents are overflowing<br>what is it that we can choose? <br>except to<br>empty what is full<br>to discard what we think we can<br>we do not rationalize anymore<br>there is simply no place for<br>this <br>at this time of the<br>state of our affairs<br>when we are moving without an exact direction<br>where we have to confess<br>that all our compasses<br>are broken<br>our fingers do not point<br>to the north<br>the skies are cloudy<br>and cold<br>in such a paradox<br>of cold<br>and heat<br>all co-existing<br>actually we must profess<br>that understanding had always <br>been at a loss<br>the confusion is gaining ground<br>and then we<br>begin to understand<br>we walk cool<br>there is no rush<br>our minds are empty<br>and we have<br>become <br>so confident<br>saying this is it<br>this after all is the truth of my existence<br>this purposeless life<br>this non-fulfillment<br>of desire<br>this luster lust<br>then we stand against the sunset<br>welcoming<br>whatever happens<br>what happens happens<br>and must happen<br>and what do we have <br>we have nothing <br>to lose</div><div style="margin:10px 0">oh, pinch us<br>we are real now<br>we are not sands anymore<br>but stones</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=492336" data-title="Realizing Reality... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="we have been filled to the brim our contents are overflowing what is it that we can choose? except to empty what is full to discard what we think we can we do not rationalize anymore there is simply no place for this at this time of the state of..."></div> </div> </div>

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