Wednesday, August 17, 2011





Result: Nothing.

I can’t find you. Its either you’re hiding. Or you’re lost. Or you’re avoiding me. Or maybe you don’t exist?

What is it you’re searching for, dear?


What else?

Hope. Strength. Wisdom. Faith. Perseverance.

Of course they exist. You’ll find them.

Maybe they don’t. Not for me, anyway.

What makes you think so?

Because I’ve been searching for them all this time and I still haven’t found them.

Be patient.

Easy for you to say.

Why do you say that?

Because you don’t feel. You don’t know. And you don’t exist.

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