The Book of Imaginary Beliefs

Earth is blue, fragile, light, and not a star. And we’re part of it,
not just living on it. Earth is a battle ground where all species
constantly face an invisible war. And we’re the main actor of
growth, destruction, and peace. Someone’s precious is someone else’s garbage. Someone’s interest is someone else’s boredom.
Someone’s principle is someone else’s violation.
Someone’s contentment is someone else’s pressure. Someone’s recipe for
immunity is someone else’s cause of death. Either you’re the
“someone” or the “someone else”, it doesn’t matter because
confusion will always bounce back to you, no matter how far
you’ve been running away from it. It’s about facing an empty page
each day, it’s about waking up in the morning deciding to be alive,
it’s about choosing which mistakes to avoid, it’s about considering
what and who to ignore, it’s about crafting a self that’s truly your
own, it’s about faking a smile to cure the pain of others, it’s about
continuously moving forward because going back is never a choice,
it’s about looking at the blue sky and having small talks with it,
it’s about everything that feels small and unworthy, it’s about
becoming buoyant, never being trapped between other people’s
cacophonic agendas, it’s about counting your breath.