I wish language never changed, and meanings were not subjective. I wish there were only black or white, and the gray never existed (not even the possibility of it being made from the two colours). And I wish I could be strong enough to let go.
If only there was a way of not wishing so much. And if only there were enough words to explain the infinite simplicity in all finite complexity.
This picture. Because we all need to live our dream once. And also for the love of floating lanterns
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And now I am going to come back to write again only when I am motivated enough, which might not happen for some time. Lets spend some time trying to figure out how Change works.