Sure he gets the occasional elations, a stow away from his troubles. But it will always come back. A stab into his mental conscious again and again. Short to say, his happiness is short lived. Everything gravitates back to the source of his perils... perhaps sadness.
He sought for a cure. He manifested on things that are best left alone. He searched for sources of fulfilment albeit the acknowledgement of the one and only source with an outstreched arm to help. Disappointment became routined. Still the pursue of fulfilment drives him to the edge. He longs to be One.
He tries to forget. His conscious effort a delusive mark. Try as he may, he cannot push it away.
Drive on. Steel thyself.
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