To consider life worth living, What needs to be considered?
Life is a gamble, a roulette of changes, Truths and dares, where there aren’t many bold souls to dare the truths.
Trust the basic instincts and common senses when books and degrees limit you.
A poem needs a rhyme scheme and a concise, heartfelt wisdom?
Life is a big fat lie, a reality where Fantasy becomes true, Dreams come true, where dreams aren’t made of hard work. Desperate souls lack choices and luck.
To what extent is life fair? Love is only allowed in fairytales.
Life is a stressful, hot, steamy mess, Light and darkness, where darkness is cozier than light.
Hope is only brightly shimmering; which shadow is your knight?
Trust the infidels and liars, At least they don’t disappoint you.
A life without compromise has not lived at all, A continuous striving to redefine worth and priorities.
Order in Chaos, Finite and Infinite, Perfected Fragility, Balanced Imperfection, Clarity in Complexity, Intricacy in Vastness.
Consider the lilies of the field, Life is truly a miracle. Is it worth living? . . . Yes.
