I always cursed my own life, the anxiety, anger and hatred I couldn't suppress enveloped my chest with loathing for the people around me....but when I stop to look at the sky, I realized how small I am. There is an endless world spreading before me. before me what I see is endless peace, I thought only that even here, there is a blind world yet unlit by God...rolling along the extreme edge of pleasure, is it only my eyes that realizes my faith? that I must walk through this world and live my fate? the sky.....ah the sky, it was almost as if that light was a shower, illuminating that small me leaving my shadow behind...washing away my sins. At that very moment I realized...I was happy to have been born for the first time again. At the very last I was able to cast my solitude and grasp my ambition.......to be the closest to the sky.
I soared where no men could go, I flew over continents and over mountains so high...I soared through the skies....not like an Eagle....but like the skies itself..a feeling of great joy that I was the sky, watching over below where I once stood admiring it. Time has only proven me what it allows a man to achieve...Time is prove that people have lived, and every person lives the time that has been given to them....that is time, So why don't you live it to its greatest extend???
...YoGa...
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