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Found yet Always Lost
Contributed by
Flare_For_Despair
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Monday, 29th January 2007 @ 09:01:12 AM in AEST
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Ones journey is another’s question of reasoning.
Why must one journey to understand thyself?
To be found is great thought to be lost is everything.
When lost you are remembered by all even those who never truly knew you.
Though found you are happy but little appreciated.
Deciding a fate is not such an easy task though.
Every one has their own path in life to follow.
Though not every path is meant for you.
The signs don’t tell you this is the right way.
For if they did your journey would be in vain and you could not appreciate be lost or found.
To have a choice is one of the greatest things we have in this world.
Though what happens when you do find you path I mean what next?
Is it truly over and have you completed what you needed in life?
To question these thought makes the answer simple enough though.
You journey is over and here lies you end.
Though if learnt you will realize the answer is no for there is always something new for you.
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Re: Found yet Always Lost
(User Rating: 1 ) by LouisaMontagu on
Monday, 29th January 2007 @ 09:03:47 AM AEST (User
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Hmm this quitely clicked with me. thank you for sharing -x-
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Re: Found yet Always Lost
(User Rating: 1 ) by Sagefairy on
Monday, 29th January 2007 @ 12:33:09 PM AEST (User
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Truly spoken, for the path IS the point - it is the journey not the end. (I'm so aware of this right now, having suddenly found myself on another fork in the road.) Good words. Blessings, J. |
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