Captivating Spell

Have you ever succumbed to your fears?

Have you ever tried to get past the darkness?

Maybe our journey ends right inside the entangled maze, where we kneel down before our fears, denying our soul to pursue what is beyond this blinding darkness.

We are creatures driven by the spell of love, lust, and pride which captivates us and prevents us from our potential. We fear what is unknown and beyond our reach. Every darkness is frightful for us and how harder we try we still follow the wrong path.

Humans have forgotten how to break free from this spell, which captivates us and drives us, to follow the preconceived way.

The moment this spell is broken, we are cursed, and suppressed by millions of others.

We are the slaves of our own fears. Where our mind is the almighty and our soul is a dormant creature enchanting the broken spell and curing the cursed.

“ We don’t need light to reach beyond the darkness but, a little faith and courage to pursue the unknown.”

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Excerpt #13

“Usually we walk around constantly believing ourselves. "I'm okay" we say. "I'm alright". But sometimes the truth arrives on you and you can't get it off. That's when you realize that sometimes it isn't even an answer--it's a question. Even now, I wonder how much of my life is convinced.” ― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

Excerpt #12

“I wanted to tell the book thief many things, about beauty and brutality. But what could I tell her about those things that she didn't already know? I wanted to explain that I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race-that rarely do I ever simply estimate it. I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.” ― Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

Excerpt #8

"I have never before had such a strong feeling that I was devoid of secret dimensions, confined within the limits of my body, from which airy thoughts float up like bubbles. I build memories with my present self. I am cast out, forsaken in the present: I vainly try to rejoin the past: I cannot escape." --Jean Paul Sartre, Nausea

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