Life, adversity, demands

Posted: February 16, 2014 in Musings

In your quest for a life without adversity, let alone suffering, you demand it. If I promise it to you, you might adore me.

Once, I brought you roses, and I removed the thorns. You missed the love in the gesture – you cheered the forever ‘discovery’. Since then, I bring you roses, and never remove the thorns. You are mad at me.

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