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Belief System

 
The human race exists and prevails on belief system. Moreover, the validation that we need to tell ourselves that we are correct and in turn prove to others we are a step ahead than others.

If there is no belief system, no validation, would we even exist?
We are often asked to keep our feelings to ourselves. Keep going and move on with a normal trance and a smile, not to disrupt the existing situation. Not to over react, have patience, and you will bear fruits. 

This is almost everyone's story. 

While most of us wage a war within, while appearing normal from outside while there is a huge noise going in ourselves.

We fight everyday, trying to silence the voice, trying to make sense out of it, figure things out, rationalize it but in vain.
Then, there comes a day when everything goes silent. The noise seems like a whisper. We go deaf, not wanting to hear it anymore. The outward lie becomes the truth and the inward one becomes the truth.
The situation that is expected to be compromised out of force becomes an adjustment out of choice.

Everything seems to be crystal clear. The illusions vanish. The water seems crystal clear. The falsification of life gets torn apart. Everything around us seems to be just fine.

Maybe, everyone is living almost a near-similar life which is termed normal-living. 
Again, the belief system wins, putting the actual you to rest. Once again creating the transparent space of illusion as if to say, “ this is it".

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