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I find it amusing how I dislike being fearful... in fact, some fear to be fearful.
It is evident to me that fear is present everywhere, it is even present within itself.

This year so far , I have learnt that...

We will always walk this earth alone.

Companions are a wonderful gift, but at the end of the day, you'll be the one to take care of yourself when hell breaks loose.

A million people can say that they're not going to be like one another, but don't forget that there are several other million people, who you have never met, they can become.

It is not always our minds who have deceived us, but ourselves who have agreed to be oblivious to certain people's mistakes.

Just because I've learnt these lessons, it is not enough to guarantee that I'll never make these mistakes again. It is alright, because mistakes are fun to make.

To be extremely careful and avoid fears and mistakes all the time, is to run away from the greatest teachers. What is the use in always being fearful, when everyone around us is constantly improving themselves? Are we going to run and hide, forever telling tales of unexciting adventure?

I once read in a book that "people do not fear God, God is fear itself."
Initially, it supported my atheist argument., but I am beginning to think of it another way...