Wouldn’t be
lovely to meet someone aching inside? Someone who struggles against himself,
like me… And maybe, we could find some peace inside each other arms.
It’s not
twisted, it’s true.
I find so fascinating your anxiety to run out
the door, right into this world. Raging heart, trapped mind, you have a war
inside you. Soul and spirit in conflict with the ultimate enemy: body, head,
logic.
We, human,
are all the same. We all have hurricanes inside us. Some people choose to fight
it, some people choose to ignore it, and, as for the rest of the world, they
choose to wrestle it against others. They choose to start aiming at everyone
else, like that can heal their own souls.
Alice
