Sometimes and more often we deceive ourselves with thoughts that are ambiguous. We get those thoughts for some presumable self-doubt that we cannot get out of. Something holds us. It may be something that is beautiful, ugly or even something that does not exist. We are so much into this myth that our perceptions are governed by our unknowing deceit. We live in this mystery, doing things, working and holding a "clear" notion. And somewhere down our path we realize the waste it had been. We get into a situation where we were not supposed to be.
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Sometimes everything remains unclear and hazy. We make desperate attempts to get relieved. The haze seems to rule our world. But often chance saves us. It makes us see hope in hopelessness. It see that our specks are just fogged and not our world. And the mist clears. A ripe mind could have realized that earlier and saved some time from being butchered. Learning times.
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