There’s something great about being complicated, but it’s terribly complicated as well. The truth, then, should be faced with courage. We cannot be fully known. By anyone.
We have simply lived too many lives.
The good news is that this shadow of lonely will always haunt us. It must.
Without it, our lives would be too brightly lit and we would always long for the privacy of some dark.
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Well said..there is a little bit of unknown in our known self. Liked the way you put thoughts here. Hope to come around some time.
unknown roads merge to diverge into unknowns again!
Really deep thoughts!
The big city can often isolate you in the crowd but know that even though only known in part, you-Bryan are a brilliant strand woven into the fabric of what make myself and the others who know you a great masterpiece. Small and subtle but in the Master's hands, woven to sheer perfection and awesomeness.
If your strand was missing, my picture (as of many others) would lack in color and vibrance!
I happen to think you added some bright yellow! :)
You are a priceless treasure! I love hearing what goes on in your head and heart!
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