Sadly I compare part of my life experiences to a wild CAGED Cheetah's wasted life
Think, for a moment, of a
cheetah, a sleek, beautiful animal, one of the fastest on earth, which roams freely on the savannas of Africa.
In its natural habitat, it is a magnificent animal, almost a work of art, unsurpassed in speed or grace by any other animal.
Now, think of a cheetah that has been captured and thrown into a miserable cage in a zoo.
or smoggled to another country
( like I was.)
It has lost its original grace and beauty, and is put on display for our amusement even sold
(like I was by a nun.)
We see only the broken spirit of the cheetah in the cage, not its original power and elegance.
like my life's experiences
the cheetah can be compared to the laws of physics, which are beautiful in their natural setting.
The natural habitat of the laws of physics is a higher-dimensional space-time.
However, we can only measure the laws of physics when they have been broken and placed on display like in a cage, which is our three-dimensional laboratory.
Likewise people who ventured
to come close to me could only see the pieces of me like
seeing the cheetah
when its grace and beauty have been stripped away
This too is true of many of us doesn't it?
What binds us to space-time is our purest mass, which prevents us from flying at the speed of light, when time stops and space loses meaning,
and no need to worry
if one day our sun will grow bigger burning all before it dies because all this has been happening to my sun's life metaphorically speaking
men and women made sure I feel the end before I ran out of time.
All my life I sought for one single friend and I was lucky to find only one whom I was condemned to love more than I loved myself deeply enough to let him go.
The biggest mystery in my life was to have sacrificed my love life loving and surrendering all treasures to an unprovoqued undeserved irate ****
slandering many an enemy
both near and far
both male and female.
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Is it better to have loved and lost then never to have loved at all??
True love never dies no matter who benefits from it or who reciprocates
or not very few love unconditionally like I sincearly do. One thing is for sure I never want to be born to be a loser ever again
As God is my witness in my Gone with my wind kind of traggic life I will never surrender whats mine to another woman or man.
as true Love is worth fighting for