The trick of being a human is our facets of our emotions. Am I my feelings? Do I feel in order to know that I'm alive? I know I've been here before, I've seen and felt it all. The pain of others laid down before me, taking them as though they were my own, cursed with the burden of absorbing heavy energies, contaminating my mind, heart and my soul while neglecting myself. I came to this life to learn one more thing and that is to shape my reality and in turn be shaped by it. To be shaped by unconditional love and passion. Things and people that impedes the vision of what I want to accomplish is nothing more but a lesson about myself. It is hard. Really hard.To venture out into the cold, selfish world, blindly accepting what the society has set for me to do without my own understanding. It saddens me that people doesn't see and feel what I see, but it's okay it is their lives so they do as they want. All I want is to be happy. Not by other people, not through materialism, but a happiness that radiates within me. It will be a long hard journey I'm sure. It would help if another soul who goes through the same thing is by my side, teaching each other what the other lacks. If it doesn't happen then it's all up to me. To search for myself, my soul in the passions that I emulate and at the end, I will look back on my path, all my memories, all the people I've come to know and love, all the lessons, I'll cry grateful tears and say "Thank You, it's been a long journey, I am ready to go home"