Who Am I? (26)

I thought I could take that book that I love so much and read it. Normally, when I pick up a book I don't quit until I actually am done with it. Not this book though. Skimming through a couple of pages of this book in itself is one of the hardest tasks I've ever had to deal with.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

Not that the vocabulary is too complicated or that the book is above and beyond me. I don't know if its complex or simple but I can assure you it's one of the most beautiful piece of work ever written. I struggle to go beyond a couple of pages at a time because it kills me, literally. Because its not just any book. Its a book that creates the ensemble of life and depicts the epitome of beauty. The cruelty of the world is easily overshadowed by the love of the writer and it reminds me every now and then that love indeed thumps hatred, even if it doesn't appear to be the case. It asks me to be strong but I find myseld crumbling into bits and bobs. The very foundation of the book makes me yearn to be a better person whilst reminding myself that cruel things will still happen no matter how good I try and be. Because the world doesn't care. Neither do the people in it. It reminds me that its a choice. Love is a choice. A very powerful choice.

Love, peace.