Day 3: For the panda that never gave up
To be almost extinct, and have no contribution to your own survival. But nonetheless be yourself and be loved solely for it.
To long for the outside to offer what you cannot provide to your inner world.
To be afraid of eternal solitude. To endlessly give, with the hope of being given..
Stuck at an infinite between two extremes that converge.
More can only do more harm, less can mean damnation.
Equilibrium is a curse in of itself. What remains is what God always wanted us to achieve.
Nothing through access to it all, enlessly give and be given, for it means nothing but the same thing.
To say too much and say nothing.
To long for the outside to offer what you cannot provide to your inner world.
To be afraid of eternal solitude. To endlessly give, with the hope of being given..
Stuck at an infinite between two extremes that converge.
More can only do more harm, less can mean damnation.
Equilibrium is a curse in of itself. What remains is what God always wanted us to achieve.
Nothing through access to it all, enlessly give and be given, for it means nothing but the same thing.
To say too much and say nothing.