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belief what if you believed in me? would we change the world would it mean a thing blah blue bley blee blee belief is a dangerous thing, and yet, it might be everything... for what is reality if not what we believe to be reality?... and what is real for humanity is what the majority of humanity believe is real... on the other hand, what if the majority believe in something that is not actually real, but just a fantasy?... and worse, what if the collective belief is in something harmful disguised as something believed to be good and kind?... how can we be sure of anything?... for me, the answer is in the intimacy... the sharing that is real is the sharing that makes contact, eyes contact, heart contact, hand to hand contact... the touches, the breathes, the syncronizing of heartbeats... the sharing of secrets as only those sharing unconditional trust in physical space do... sharing belief in each other... sadness overwhelms me as I realize that some have never known this experience... and as lonely or old or depressed or bad as I ever may feel, I can take a deep breath and hold on to this one belief... it truly is better to have and lost it, than to never have... for even at the worst moments when nothingness surrounds you, once you have, you know what you are living for... to do it again.
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |