It struck me this morning that to each and every person is a story of their own. A person that walks by you on one random morning has his or her own life tales that amalgamate into the being itself. Skeletons hidden in their own private closet, moments that lifts a person, moments that tether them to the ground. Stories that are carved in stone every moment spent breathing.
Once upon a time...
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when i ruminate what i've been thru 21 years back, it's just amazed me. the zenith and nadir. but that's just my story, and world has like billions of people ever alive, each with their own story. it just amazed me how He plan everything. It isnt a mere flow of complexity. It defines Harmony.
each of us is a main character in our own show but a "watak pipih" in everyone else's.
aaand some are antagonists.
btw, i had a bovine enlightenment when i read the word ruminate.
hahaha...sounds like pemakanan lembu behavior i guess. good one dude.
All the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players
Shakespeare "As You Like It" 1600
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