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This moment, this ephemeral transition of time.

This moment of intense feeling. An overwhelming awareness. An infinite sense of presence.

Sorrow, that this moment will soon pass, likely forgotten.

Or, one of the exceptional few to endure as a faint dream.

Joy, that this moment will soon pass, succeeded in the continuous stream of experience.

This moment of intense feeling. An overwhelming awareness. An infinite sense of presence.

This moment.

Dear Unworthy Friend

Why do you feel “not good enough”? Why do you feel worthless? Why do you fear rejection?

Can’t you see that despairing over your weaknesses makes you weaker? Focus on your strength.

Can’t you see that you cannot love others unless you love yourself? Don’t push us away.

Can’t you see that your fear makes your fears come true? Brave them.

Can’t you see that the past which haunts you also haunts your future? Learn and accept.

Embrace your greatness. You are worthy. We that love you are proof of that.

 

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