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How in the world am I to know who and what to believe about myself?
(And don't even think about telling me to block out the other voices and listen to my heart or to my mind. If it was that easy, don't you think I'd have figured it out on my own?)
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Love the dance.
For life is an endless series of shadow-dances, generally in the arms of an illusive partner who flickers like a candle. Was he really there? His light plays across your face; the shadows lick your arms...and suddenly you are in darkness. Where did he go?
But the next day, as you step forward again, his forgotten arms reach towards you and you are encompassed by the shadow dance once more.
If you dance, you begin to realize the pattern your steps form and you choose whether or not it is the one you desire; thus, you know yourself.
If you dance, you begin to realize the pattern your steps form and you choose whether or not it is the one you desire; thus, you know yourself.
Basically.
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