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Contributed by PRedman on Wednesday, 23rd February 2011 @ 10:06:17 PM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

To be in love you must fantasize. True love is not real but belief is. Faith is imagination in action.
At the end of the day, we are all alone in this world. Some try to fight the good fight and others get lost. Who is right and who is wrong? We will never know but we must live with ourselves and that is all. Disgust is motivation and happiness is depression. The world is a backwards place. To go, you must be stopped. By enjoying, you suffer.

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Re: Untitled (User Rating: 1 )
by xHeathenx on Wednesday, 23rd February 2011 @ 11:19:46 PM AEST
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I never thought of it this way, but happiness is in sense a misery itself. To know what you truly had required to happen in order to obtain your happiness, would give you the greatest amount of sadness. It suddenly makes feeling sad not so bad, and almost in a sense lifted the grief I feel, if not at least temporarily and that's a great thing. It also reminds me of Shopanhauer whom If I remember the explanation I was given correctly, said something the lines that: "To live is to be in a constant state of desire, for something we don't have, a state of wanting endlessly until receiving what it is that we want, and only then after do we become tired with what we wanted so much before. To live is only to be in a perpetual state of desiring something better than what we had before, or a constant state of wanting something more, and the lack thereof leaves us depressed with nothing but sorrow and contempt."

And holy cow! after seeing the preview of my comment up I thought your poem was still there, so I was confused my preview wasn't there. lol

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