Survival is an ancient dream
Life is nothing but an everlasting illusion
Nothing is Real
Don’t believe in illusion,
Remember me,
I am here …
Tag: life survival illusion emptiness empty remember-me an-ancient-dream believe-in-illusion everlasting-illusion nothing-is-real
Look at me
I am the life in a wasteland
Look at me
I am the slavery through the ages
Look at me
I am the mirror of the world
Look at me
I am the illusion I’ve fought for
Look at me
I’m still loving you
and I keep being here
for you, for me,
and for what’s worth breathing
Tag: love illusion slavery ages life-in-wasteland look-at-me mirror-of-the-world worth-breathing
You lost your ability to choose the moment you started to use your eyes to see, and your heart to feel. Choice has become nothing but an illusion for you.
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Trust is such a devious term. When you trust someone, are you not merely assuming that they are what they say that they are? If you place so much in the trust that you have for that one person, then you should place the same amount of trust in assuming that they are not what they appear to be. If there is a wall in front of you that does not allow you to do that, then you must place all of your trust in the fact that your trust is misplaced.
Lionel SuggsPeople wear masks in the light because true happiness are the agents of deception and delusion.
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It takes discipline to turn illusion into reality.
Lionel SuggsTag: perception reality illusion
If you know something is an illusion, why pretend it is reality?
Lionel SuggsTag: perception reality philosophy illusion
Love is an optical illusion that makes you believe the object of your affection is the most beautiful person in the world.
Tom HoltMeanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings had not darkened because of her grief, nor sickened because of her pain.
She might have seen that what had bowed her head so profoundly -the thought of the world's concern at her situation- was found on an illusion. She was not an existence, an experience, a passion, a structure of sensations, to anybody but herself.
Tag: pain illusion grief thomas-hardy tess-of-the-d-urbervilles
Lucrurile supreme trebuie să aibă o altă origine, una proprie lor, - ele nu ar putea lua naştere din această lume efemeră, înşelătoare, iluzorie şi mizeră, din această harababură de amăgiri şi pofte!
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