Written by Jacob Ibrag
Scales of being await us all in the end. No interpretations but a balance of triumphs and regret. It’s a mixture injected into each one of our decisions.
Sure, some will try and sit idly by the fork in the road. They’ll remain still while others will go on and explore. And so, as their stagnant nature slithers to a halt, it’ll be “should haves” and “what-ifs” they’ll solely be thinking of.
In the end, try writing the most interesting sentence you possibly can. Forge new roads to nowhere until you make one that makes sense. And when you stand by the scales, there will be no room for interpretation. Triumphs and regret, hand in hand.
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Eyes + Words 
Good advice 😊
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Only we need to keep going on 😊 well shared 💕
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Sometimes, we believe we have the option to choose A or B, when we actually don’t, as the choices we’d made, are all, already, predestined by fate, we just think that we have control over our lives, but in reality, we actually, don’t, we’re, merely, droplets of water in the huge pool of, fate, metaphorically speaking…
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