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Times are changing


What if wrong is right and right is actually wrong, are we supposed to accept what is and move along, picking up the broken pieces just to carry on and if so for how long? I often wonder if this is where everyone is supposed to be and if our perception of freedom is really free, living in a universe full of abundant possibilities, then why is it so hard for us to see? Can we consider this living just going with the motions stuck in repeating cycles bound by our own devotions the season's are always changing but nobody stops to really notice and is it possible that before we are born we actually chose this? These are questions as old as time, reoccurring thoughts in everyone's mind so why do we all pretend like we don't care and follow the status quo like we are breathing air, it's a challenge to just live your life and it's a constant battle to just stay upright so I wonder if we will ever decide that these ways of thinking are not working anymore reach down into your heart and understand that the choice has always been yours. We cannot get far on a hope and a prayer, be brave and ignite the change there really is no time to spare.
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