Anxiety Was Born In The Very Same

I Do Believe That Everything We See, Everything That Is In Front Of Us Is Just The Visible Part Of Reality. We Have The Invisible Part Of Reality, Like Emotions For Example, Like Feelings. This Is Our Perception Of The World, But God Is-as William Blake Said-in A Grain Of Sand And In A Flower. This Energy Is Everywhere.

Happiness Is This Place That, Once You Arrive There, You Have Nothing Else To Do. You Get Bored. Passion Is This Up And Down; It's Like A Rollercoaster, You Know, And Much More Interesting To Me.

Stop Thinking About Life And Choose To Live It

Don't Allow Your Mind To Tell Your Heart What To Do. The Mind Gives Up Easily

Because Of That She Had Never Had Enough Energy To Be Herself, A Person Who, Like Everyone Else In The World, Needed Other People In Order To Be Happy. But Other People Were So Difficult. They Reacted In Unpredictable Ways, They Surrounded Themselves With Defensive Walls, They Behaved Just As She Did, Pretending They Didn't Care About Anything. When Someone More Open To Life Appeared, They Either Rejected Them Outright Or Made Them Suffer, Consigning Them To Being Inferior, Ingenuous.