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Why do I exist?

I’m such a limited being,

I can’t make gold out of lead,

I can’t fly, limited by the sheath of my soul,

I just live in agony, with no knowledge of the outer worlds,

It’s been kept veiled, hidden

Man is the hardest stage in evolution of consciousness, or is it?

Man is such a rare phenomenon, its astonishing,

I’m blind, my eyes are closed, and shall remain for the rest of eternity, if I wish

Man is what has come out of the dark

He must break through the veil,

Jump into the unknown,

Man must be reborn,

To transmute the inner black lead to the glorious gold,

Man is handicapped in the outer world but a master of the inner.

Written by - Vihaan Dhir (Instagram - )

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