Our own battle

Showing our feelings seems to be one big battle, a battle with our own daemons who won’t stop building walls around us. They will continue their work until there isn’t any chance left for us to escape their prison. They will continue putting brick by brick until we take our first step toward self-destruction. These daemons who fight us with flames and fire-arrows, which by only touching us they transform our soul in a black-stoned object and nothing more.
But we are more than this and won’t let them win the big battle, indeed they may win some fights now and then, they may weaken our forces but will never win over our soul.
We are like a roller coaster which goes up and down. We laugh and we fall, we are confused but also crystal clear. We are the hottest star but also the coldest iceberg. Some days seem to be never-ending and some pass in a blink of an eye.
Still we are part of this story, part of this tale, part of this life, part of the sky, part of the sea, we are the universe itself.
We play by our own rules and are able to fly, fly over the walls which we’ve built with our own weakness.

A te spiritus noster devoratur et nostra anima capitur ~ Epica – The Phantom Agony

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Alis volat propriis

Your love is something most of us would even fight for. This warmth you give to your next is something many people have never felt in their entire life. Some might have dared to dream about this summer wave which comes out of your halo, and some don’t even have the capability to think that far nor could they possibly imagine what it is to feel this heat.

Your love calms one down and opens their soul to existence, helps them discover their inner beauty by only taking a look into your eyes that serve as a reflection so they can see what they really are, hear their own voice.

You hold into your arms more than just the body of your lover, you hold their treasure but also their misery, which by only your lifting it up starts vanishing away.

You free your lover from any sorrow they were caring with until the moment they’ve met you.

You give them back their freedom and remind them about their own wings.