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Sunday, April 29, 2012

Fear

Fear. A reminder. Of our weakness. Our inability to cope. Fear. A truth. Undeniable. It sits there. In the heart. On a deep rooted seat. It is natural. It is humane. It defines us. It is a part of us. The uniqueness that we possess. Fear is part of it. People hide it. They think they have hid it. It is dangerous. It is a false sense of security. Remember your fear. It gives you strength. She hid her fear. Or so she thought. It could be sensed. It could be felt. It is not what we think it is. It cannot be known. Unless. It stands in front of us. It cannot be faced. But it must be faced. Fear. It is with us. As long as we are.

6 comments:

I do, I do. said...

The word 'Fear' has a too much to be talked about.

quartertoinsane said...

yes it does...

M said...

Fear for the unknown is the worst i feel.

quartertoinsane said...

isnt it the unknown that we fear?

M said...

hmm I guess

M said...

hmm I guess