I felt uncomfortable in their presence despite my broader perspectives about matters which they viewed through narrow filters. Why should I need their approval?
My insecurities diminished my ability to accept things as they are: who I’m and and what I cannot be. I’m not looking for techniques that could make me a better person. I try to learn through small incidents that happen every day. Sometimes at work, quite often at home, and sometimes between friends. I don’t disagree that some negative patterns have been repeating in my life. If one form fades away, negativities enter my life in another form; if not from the main door, then from a window… Life is not a mathematical riddle, one can’t device a formula to solve it. Life is to be lived each day creatively without repeating old games. We should die every minute and take birth every time we die. The challenge lies in the act of dying. Rebirth is a byproduct of death, we don’t have to work toward it. It’s time for me to die, a beautiful life is lurking…
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