I plant\un myself

 Number nines are about letting go. self realization of one’s reality is detrimental to one pursuit of happiness. why often we allude ourselves through devices, mechanisms of discriminating despair from obliviousness. 


one such devices ive used is art. drawing really.  I could say im a drawer. :| or I could not...second thoughts sometimes deserve to be first thoughts. time does not respect that....time does respect "its" language. we should observe that more...and distance....

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