Potanda's Mindverse

It took her one week of social detox to learn something precious: Nothing Really Mattered. It's not that things are invaluable, but they didn't really matter at the end. Or in the middle. Being alive on Earth is.... something.  She's being ungrateful about everything. But him. She appreciated him long before realizing she had feelings for him. Their talks, jokes, deep thoughts, and planned future still hang in the back of her mind because she appreciated him from the start before he even got into her life. And they always told each other that they would love each other no matter how they were, where they were, and under any label, they titled their relationship with. And now, as he's labeled a stranger to her, she still loves and appreciates him knowing that this mind she will never find again.  Damn, this attitude of hers. Her pride. But, it doesn't matter. Because they come and go, she told herself. Because, as they come she would welcome them, appreciate them, en

 A coin has two sides. But, flip the coin and you see neither. The truth can be hidden with its unstoppable motion. You run a river of truth and you might just become an illusion. She had always sought the truth by the river of lies, only to find herself desperate for someone to show what she clearly sees. Darkness, more darkness. And when darkness infiltrated her veins, seeing those lies became her truth. What can she do? Not until she drowned one day, suffocated by pain, did she uncover the ugly truth.  What is her ugly truth, you wonder? It is that fear crippled her from being her authentic self, fear holds her down from reaching the sky and beyond. Fear keeps her from her family, blood, and magic. And fear cages her into seeing the truth she sought. Do not be misled though, she has courage and acts upon it. But in her mind's deepest, most inner shell, she is afraid of existence itself, so she denies herself to roam freely on her planet, authentically as a human being.