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Juliana Ciullo May 2015
There is something undeniably romantic about the sun.
Maybe it's the inevitability of its destruction,
Maybe it's the fact that we can all relate to the fact that we are all waiting for permission to die,
Even something as untouchable as the sun is waiting for its turn at the slaughter house.
The very thing that we all depend on for survival is just as fragile as us.
We needn't be afraid of our light any longer because even the sun knows that it isn't everlasting.
There is something undeniably romantic about the fact that like all of us, the sun is pre- determined to self destruct.
Juliana Ciullo May 2015
I am a child of the earth.
I am strong and durable like the soil that gives life to beauty.
I am the beauty of a flower blossoming among the weeds.
I was taught to fight through pain not succumb to it,
I was taught to stand tall like the trees that allow life to survive.
I am the air that gives freedom to winged things.
I am everything.
We are all everything.
If someone ever tries to make you think differently take lessons from the sky:
Shine as bright as you can while you can because like the sun your light will eventually die,
Don’t let pain or holes in your heart diminish your power,
Be like the o-zone layer, continue to protect what’s important to you.
The most important thing to remember is to never change who you are for the benefit of another.
Be like the weeds who continue to grow even when they are shunned and told that they are useless.
Be like the birds soaring high over the heads of their enemies.
Be like the ground that supports the people who tread upon it but never appreciate it.
Realize that you don’t need the appreciation of anyone but you.
Be like a hurricane destroying whatever tries to stop you from getting to wherever it is you want to be.
Be like whoever you want to be.
Be like you.
Be a child of the earth.

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