Thursday, 13 August 2015

The murderer

Everytime anger surfaces, it hisses. Loudly. And the body resists it silently. The violence and rage hence internally break functioning cells and ions of spirit. Result?? Inches die. Few and far. But they die and take the piece of soul away.

Why do we need one anyway..? Soul I mean. Strange are the ways of nature where it demands a balance between body, mind and soul. Who needs these three elements when a body is alive and functioning? As I say always, so many things in life are overrated. This is one of them.

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