The sheer weight of knowing, is a burden one cannot always carry, it hardens your mentality like candy rock pops, stuck in your throat. Knowing too much, clings to your intentions, with expectation of some weird kind of occasion, some weird excellence of endeavors hanging over your head— we blaze on, as though it isn’t there, feeding the bitter taste of it, then spitting it out in attempt to brush it away, only to further the appeal of its existence— but instead, we trod on as though it’s some kind of weird apparition, escaping our daily vision.
©Jay Mora-Shihadeh
Thank you, Jaya.
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Loving the poignant piece of prose! It captures a thought train so well. ❤
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I can relate to this. It is a heavy burden and it can harden your heart if you take it too much onto yourself. Great post
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