Miscomfort

Following roads paved for us by others is like riding a bike with training wheels through life.. We have surrendered because it is what we know. Comforted by the familiar.  We rob ourselves, and those around us of knowing real peace. Condemning new blood to corruption.

Be it tricycle or be it car, always trying to convince us we need better and faster than ourselves. Maybe if we realized the strength in our greatness..

One day man will run, without the need for rest. Swim, without the need for air, and fly without require of passport.

χLaila Leone

#LailasLogic

"My words are my wings, and you are my messenger." - Khalil Gibran