Sometimes being attached to a thought, idea and action, i forget to see what exactly i’m moving with. In the journey with the thoughts, actions, I condition myself to see everything how i wish to see. Spotless, flawless. But in real it’s not. Sometimes, I assume i’m doing it right being too attached to identify anything worth changeable. Despite being close, i forbade the flaws as I love to be in the bubble of ‘right things’. Maybe the attachment to an idea, cover up all the flaws it has. All I have to do is detach from it and see with a perspective from where i really want to see. It’s always good to see from the place where we really started. There lies the purpose and ‘why’
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