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To never be Alone
We can't be alone. We are not made to be alone. We, the humans as we call ourselves, are not meant to exist alone. Everything, everywhere, even a stone that rolls in the water, creating uncountable ripples has a reason behind its movement, its existence. We humans, are also meant to be here on this soggy planet that tastes like metal, for a reason far more big to comprehend. If we were meant to be walking alone in circles then Adam would have never found Eve and humanity would have never started like a baby bud of a flower, tiny and weak in the beggining but as it spreads and grow, it turns out to be a beautiful, beautiful rose.
Loneliness is a core created inside humans, a deep well far too deep to be touched. I know I said we can't survive alone but sometimes something inside us screams to wanting to be hidden. A part that has been out in the light too long that it wants to be left alone in the dark. Forgive me but I think we were too wrong to understand ourselves. We are not humans. We were never humans. We were a soggy, slimy piece of mud that used to lay silently on the ground looking at the wonders of the sky, feeling the miraculous cold water touch it's periphery. We were alone when we started as that piece of muddy something but there was a wish, a grain of hope deep inside us, to rise up and look over the horizon, to name all those stars we can see up above our head, the pink ones that looked like strawberries, the blue one that looked like sapphires. We didn't even know what a strawberry was, what a taste could feel on million of tiny taste buds or what a sapphire would feel like in that slender neck of a woman, hanging with a yellow chain. Yet there we were, all alone at the edge of creation, being nothing but desiring everything. At that moment, I am certain we felt lonely. How beautiful it would be to talk to someone about that red star that glimmers right next to the Moon or tell someone how light it feels when raindrops fall over your entire existence. How beautiful it would be to just look at someone and...
Loneliness is a core created inside humans, a deep well far too deep to be touched. I know I said we can't survive alone but sometimes something inside us screams to wanting to be hidden. A part that has been out in the light too long that it wants to be left alone in the dark. Forgive me but I think we were too wrong to understand ourselves. We are not humans. We were never humans. We were a soggy, slimy piece of mud that used to lay silently on the ground looking at the wonders of the sky, feeling the miraculous cold water touch it's periphery. We were alone when we started as that piece of muddy something but there was a wish, a grain of hope deep inside us, to rise up and look over the horizon, to name all those stars we can see up above our head, the pink ones that looked like strawberries, the blue one that looked like sapphires. We didn't even know what a strawberry was, what a taste could feel on million of tiny taste buds or what a sapphire would feel like in that slender neck of a woman, hanging with a yellow chain. Yet there we were, all alone at the edge of creation, being nothing but desiring everything. At that moment, I am certain we felt lonely. How beautiful it would be to talk to someone about that red star that glimmers right next to the Moon or tell someone how light it feels when raindrops fall over your entire existence. How beautiful it would be to just look at someone and...
