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Living Life Out Loud……



Self discovery is all but impossible when one is blind.
Finding your way is not easy when your world is deaf.
Feeling incomplete abounds knowing you can not touch love.
Emptiness echoes aloud as you scream to taste a special kiss.

To identify the smallest part of your intellect is being successful.
Only with it can you have an opportunity to reach your goals.
Sensory input is needed to completely understand a person’s character.
This is most true when you are seeking passage on a voyage to find yourself.

Stumbling so many times searching, you begin to lose all sense of balance.
What, if anything, is the cure all for a life that has seemed so meaningless?
Is anyone ever standing on the mountain top looking down at completion?
Understanding that even in death possibly, that no one reaches a sense of closure.

Possibly what we seek lies in future lives and there only can we achieve identity.
Could it be that until we find true love we are destined to wander through time?
The key on life’s map is trapped because the directions are constantly changing.
Maybe our vast amounts of imperfections are the just cause we never stop seeking.

Depression could be a direct connection making those who are able to understand.
To understand that it takes an insane amount of lifetimes to live is itself sanity.
Not knowing that things are missing from your life is a preface to your next life.
Live your life aloud, speak freely about your feelings and know nobody is perfect.