Fiction

Mystical beauties

 

” I used to think that values was a thing of the past, that love was a thing that belonged in fairy tales and that the soul was a word made up by those weird spiritualists. But I was wrong. I was so completely wrong. I guess it’s easy to confuse what is real with what is not, in this virtual world; I guess we cannot be blamed for our own ignorance. It is what it is… but knowing how wrong I was has allowed me to become myself… devoid of these such illusions. Where that may lead, I have no idea. But isn’t that beautiful? The not knowing… the allowing of things to occur magically? All I know is that I am that much closer to that which is true. And for now… that is enough. Although I am still young, I know now, that truth and love are the only mystical beauties of life worth believing in. ”

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