The Illusion of Loneliness

 The Illusion of Loneliness

by Steven Fuchs


Demons of loneliness cut deep, like falling off the deepest cliff into an ocean I can't escape. Eternity feels like floating in space, the flesh becoming a part of the vast nature around us. We are nature-loving souls finding each other through the darkness of space, broken souls in need of repair. Natural souls lighting up the illusion of memories we hold onto so tightly words of poetic expression giving temporary relief from the demons we face each day. Find meaning in the little things, beauty in simplicity, power in empathy. Create from within, inspire from experience, grow through pain. We are all connected, all the same, all searching for purpose and belonging. Escape the illusion, free your mind, float into the stars.

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