{"id":1396,"date":"2011-08-31T08:23:55","date_gmt":"2011-08-31T01:23:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/moui.net\/blog\/?p=1396"},"modified":"2011-08-31T21:41:00","modified_gmt":"2011-08-31T14:41:00","slug":"what-is-it-to-be-alive","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/moui.net\/blog\/2011\/08\/what-is-it-to-be-alive\/","title":{"rendered":"What Is It To Be Alive?"},"content":{"rendered":"

Standing at the edge of the city, surrounded by the twisted buildings, grey from the ever-constant smog, suffocating the life out of remaining surviving trees, and watching helplessly at the sight of utter misery dwelling of poverty;<\/p>\n

Poverty has name, a cruel almost\u00a0indescribable\u00a0brand, the word that people dare not speak of, a word darkened by spite, a meaning of rot and social carnage; Ignorance.<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>The sky lacks the light, the air is fermented with an arrogance of greed, while everyone conforms to a single perception of compliance, but where is the value of life?<\/p>\n

Try as much as possible to be whole; to breathe the life that we take for granted, to walk the alleyways with honesty shining through our eyes, and with a\u00a0genuine and profound respect for the living and the dead; Try.<\/p>\n

The appreciation towards your, and everyone’s, existence is fueled by the hellish realm that we live in; Oh Yes, shaking our heads to ward off the anguish, and the denial of what you and me stand for; life begins only when mortals have felt the tip of compassion sinking slowly in the heart;<\/p>\n

You will wake up soon I am sure of this, when the thought of humanity floods your consciousness and you laugh at sadness and cry at joy; yes my friend, please do so, you will be dead soon enough.<\/p>\n

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