You are not who you think.You're not even the thinker.You are the one conscious of the thought.
Kamand Kojouri
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You only feel powerless because your fear has given your power to the object of your fear. Once you realise this, you can claim it back.
I would rather lie facedown on the ground and use my body as a bridge, than stand proud and tall and use my body as a wall.
We cannot hunt for love. We can only surrender and become love’s prey.
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