Exhausted

One can only live while intoxicated with life; as soon as one is sober it is impossible. What can capture the heart and mind of an adolescent who no longer finds joy in the toys of his youth? The only solution is to find a reallocation of his center, a refocusing of who he thought he was, to the new and abundant things of a grown up’s world.

And what can capture the heart and mind of a man who no longer finds joy or meaning in the material world? A reallocation of his center, a refocusing of who he thought he was, to the new and abundant things of the spiritual world. After all, when you have grown weary of a dream, isn’t the only solution to awaken?

Life doesn’t end, it wakes up. But how?

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