I have some words. You can ask and you will receive.
Having power isn’t a good thing. “Oh, but you can do this and do that”. No, not even if you can do lots with power. That power will just get boring and will blossom into something dangerous. “People of good will exist too so that wouldn’t ever happen”. Someone with power can change that isn’t a new fact or an old one. Yet, I am fine with how the world will end for it isn’t my problem to deal with.
Love is wanted by all and given to some. One you get some you cannot let go for it will be whisked away like a balloon. Some take love as a luxury only for the caring and enduring. For me I can do that and more although alone I will stay for it is better to never love then to be loved. Yet, that is my opinion for I have not experienced love in my life… losing it will add “unwanted weight” to my already heavy mind so it wouldn’t be ideal as of now, but soon the desire will overcome all
We all own mask. Even me. These masks help hide who we are. Many of you know of them and many you don’t. Hidden from sight, probably, and always in mind. Broken, your mask cannot be for it is fake, not real, and only there when you want it. Lost, misplaced it can be but never gone. Only you can show what is hidden to others; Damn do I crave that mask of yours. What a luxurious taste they have. Give them to me, for I hunger for knowledge and truth.
Fear is a dangerous yet smart thing to play with