Inner space

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Let's just hope that our inner space keeps constantly expanding - as the universe and the real outer one does. Even though we can't see it moving, growing, changing, expanding, we must trust our gut and keep on going, no matter if it is so damn dark and we aren't able to see what's ahead.

This weird felling that floats in the back of our heads is just our inner compass telling us that fear is a wall that grows every time we start something and don't finish it. Let's not leave the blank page blank. Once we've dreamed of being forever young, but time has shone us that life won't be here forever and the only way to remain is to make something bigger then ourselves.

Is it selfish to worry about ourselves when we know that almost no one cares about what is really going on deep down in our minds? In here - or out there - it doesn't matter if we scream: no one will be able to listen - nor be interested. Let's just be stubborn an keep on evolving. Satisfaction is the utopia we aim for. Lets be together and salute our fellow misunderstood equals. Fuck yeah! Let's be as brave as our insecurity allow us, and let's make the best of it all.