Thanks to Instragram,
your life is juicier
than my apple juice.
I was supposed to write about illusion then I glanced at my apple juice. Time might be the culprit why I can’t write a long story, but it doesn’t mean I can’t sum it up by thinking about Instagram.
I never complained why my life isn’t a picture perfect kingdom because some fruits taught me wisdom. And call me crazy when it made me smile that some people’s lives are juicier than mine. 🙂
Abstract people. Have you met them? Do you recognize them? Do they ever bother you? Do you understand them?
Understanding them is like viewing a painting. Your interpretation is limited to your understanding. Your understanding is limited to your truth.
Looking at the painting, how could you refute the visible signs of the brush if you’re only seeing the canvas? And how can you accept the beauty of its diverse colors if you hate to walk in shades of gray and live your life only in black and white?
And what is your truth? Is the sun your truth or the moon on a dark night? Is it the rainbow after the storm or the pot of gold after the rainbow? Is your truth your refuge when life is a curse or it becomes your oath when life is a gift?
Abstract people. Most of the time, you don’t understand them. Sometimes, you are one of them.
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