It's for that sweet reward no matter how things turn out, the real want from all its pleasure is for a satisfying taste.
After all that is established and stripped down to the bare roots, setting sail is a divide between unless managing to uproot those establishments, too.
Some are unaware nor knowing what to expect if to open up that box of the past. If the fear of the unknown is true, then maybe it is a past sealed for good.
Are as a clothes rail with an unused hanger, always grabbing that coat and dashing off somewhere. Maybe one day, that coat will be hung up for good.
Will have to make a choice, it is either one or the other, cannot be all three. Or, maybe there is not enough occasions to make use for such excuses. There is no point trying to encourage more out of some other who just pulls your chain.
In the forest; once they scratched further beneath the surface, and can only pick a bone with. Unless to draw blood from a stone, all is left is the rocks on their finger. The relationship they committed themselves to that holds their life story for further telling. Even though to of shared everything together, there are still some things that are needed from the horses mouth. Not all secrets are foretold, no matter how much to know them. Some secrets are literally taken to the grave with them.
In the stones; their docile mind is the tip of the iceberg as their thoughts are going to be an ongoing lingering moment, someone is giving them arms length so not to be confused with everyothers thoughts, love feels a need to shield themselves from this given distance since they share some mutual thoughts together.
St. John Ch.20:V.25 " - The other disciples therefore said unto him, We have seen the Lord. But he said unto them, Except I shall see in his hands the print of the nails, and put my finger into the print of the nails, and thrust my hand into his side, I will not believe."
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