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Published: May 24, 2013

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The moments when you realise something so raw and real, it triggers an emotional train of thought, new to you. It is like waking up, in your waking life, from a dream segment you thought to be as true as anything else; due to perception. Respect and value it's importance, for it is who you were and what's real–– challenged by experience. Reality splits into what you saw, and what you see, what you felt, and what you feel, what you knew, and what you know.

You hear yourself speak, and your own words, cause speculation, interest and satisfaction. Knowledge shows you a path, that always was, but was never tapped into; by you- the owner, before this moment.

It is beautiful, and encouraging, the never ending version of yourself, that grows, transforms and transcends through time, space and existence itself. Who you were is a memory, who you will become is inevitable, and who you are, is the most persevering notion yet.

Take it in your hands, and hold on to it, not too tight, don't suffocate reality, for that is it's demise. Acknowledge it's impermanence, act on it's influence, and stop reacting to it's subsistence.

Who you are is interchangeable to it's entity.
Who you know, is reliant on timing.
Who you understand, is subservient to acknowledgement.

Awareness is everything. Knowledge is it's adversary as well as it's companion.
Moments interconnect, coexist & remain immortal.
Who are you really? Is that who you really are, or is that you, in this moment–– reacting to your surroundings, experiences and thoughts?.

Shake formalities off, and embrace indifference.
Absorb intuition, and forget the past.
Recover self, and ignore the ego.
Find the lost, recover the gone, obliterate the manual, instigate permanence.

Being human is phenomenal–– categorising it as anything else is futile.
Encompass the inexplicable, extraordinary and exceptional as a truth, worthy of admiration, respect and distribution.

Hail the unknown, with bells and whistles, for they will awake you from eternal slumber–– and birth you into forever.

© Rocio Belinda Mendez 2013