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There is a wildfire, it has now made the street dustier and smokier, yet they keep on burning the forest without a second thought, there is a wildfire, it causes my nose to cry and dry and when there is no moisture, there is a feeling of hurt when the process of inhale and exhale takes place, as I continue to inhale and exhale in discomfort, it’s as if as long as the discomfort was felt it was cursing the people who were reaping the benefits out of this wildfire.  There is a wildfire, the haze as an affect causes a splendid terror; my eyes burns, bleeds tears of helplessness and anger. Which wealthy person’s pockets are being filled with euro dollars?! What a challenge and a test it is to be weak and poor, the poor chap has not known justice nor did his parents mentioned anything about justice, it was only known to him via tales that were written in books. What a challenge it is to be weak and have no control over oneself he only has the choice on how to accept the consequences. What a challenge it is to be weak, when someone else gets to determine the condition and the weather. Such is the state of the world. There is a wildfire, we live in a country which is rich in nature, yet as rich as it is, it is nevertheless limited not limitless! It will soon be depleted, yet these crazy people crazed with power they keep on cutting our resources, what will happen to the clean air and clean water, live stocks and vegetation? Don’t they know that neither currency nor gold can buy air and water? Can their money cause trees to grow or flowers to bloom? Obviously they do but what they care for is the wildfire, one that resides within their hearts, one that causes them to stir and deter others.  There is a wildfire; artificial rain can’t seem to stop the vengeful wildfire. There is a wildfire, one that is made of anger, one that hopes for change and just rulers. There is a wildfire, one that consists of calm in the realms of terror. There is a wildfire, one that stands firm and is filled with love that has overcome all barriers.


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Often seen as cold, bitter and distant but in reality is cool, sweet and not very distant..haha Sometimes I feel like saying what Kierkegaard said, People understand me so poorly that they even dont understand my complain about them not understanding me. On the other hand often I assume of understanding people i guess its a given or an irony or something else..depends on how you see it..
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