We live in a mind-made-up world. A fake reality. Fake it until we make it.Simply a fantasy.A life whereof greed and coveting each other's things.A hierarchy created, play with life like its monopoly.Chase’s life but the reality of this is more like running from life. The afterlife is an avoided topicthe irony is that the ignorance and style of life is as good asplaying with fire.What a joke.The more you want the more you lose.And sometimes you don't know what you lose until you’re on the other side and... it's too late. I struggle with one thing from the past. A curious thing.I feel bitter to not understood before but simultaneously I feel grateful to understand now. For a while, I searched for perfection only to find that there’s no perfection. What a discovery of reality, right? The beauty of our imperfection is its perfection. There is not a frame in which one must fit but instead one must create with one’s self.Flip the card, "REVERSE", t’s UNO game. It not a change of the physical but a change from the heart.We should not live life to settle down with it's greediness but to ride and rise above it.Life screams and dares for someone's gratefulness. People kill to grab more of life but the trick to life is to fill it all inside without much grab from it.The effort to flourish the heart's intentions is the proof of love. It is motivated by transparency and vulnerability. The true value is in the minimal spark of energy of a heartbeat, it’s heartfelt. You can’t replicate it. Its rhythm can be only lived by perceiving and experience it. Every beat is a star uniqueness. It comes in possibilities, a scope of freedom, or out of fear chosen regret.It’s black and white like that. No middle ground you want to be friends with because its darkness is as great to know the treasures of life and not seize them.