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A Snow Globe of Pain
And how to see the realm beyond it
“Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It’s all in how you carry it. That’s what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you’re letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”
― Jim Morrison
I live in a snow globe of my own life — sometimes it’s peaceful for far too long, as no one has shook up my world, allowing the storm to take full effect — as if I’m the only one in this damn world. As if there’s no realm outside my bubble of life and truths and perceptions and feelings and reality.
reality
I live in a snow globe of my own life — sometimes it’s tumbling snow in all different directions, as if every droplet in my world is a new pain, a new sorry, a new flake in which I feel the bitter cold blanket me like death — as if I’m the only one in this damn world. As if there’s no realm outside my bubble of life and truths and perceptions and feelings and reality.
reality
My reality is this:
