They say time heals all wounds.
Scabs cover those seeping gaps of flesh.
They may heal the outside but what lies beneath squirms and rots and stagnates till the poisonous build up of puss oozes out, squeezing past those timely scabs, exposing the raw flesh still festering beneath all that well-being.
Time just healed the surface: the facade that made it more acceptable and bearable to look at. Scratch a little and see what escapes your scabby safety hatch.
Very crude reality Eloise
When I hear others say to comfort themselves to make sense of their state in crisis. The real fucking cold truth time heals nothing” its just form of distilled deception. Time maybe undefeated no one can out run it , hide from it but it teaches nothing but decay away at your essence.
The Storm teaches you to live and learn every war you wage from the reign of the Storm.
https://evolutionofselffeedyourhunger.wordpress.com/2018/08/13/calming-before-the-storm-means-nothing/
“Remember when you endured and embrace every time it tries to rip you into never was the sun will always be shining when you Rise Above”
Slainte
Alex
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Very perceptive Alex. Thank you for sharing it.
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This is so true and so many just, cover up, put up and shut up 💜💜💜💜
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Very true. Unfortunately it surfaces sooner or later.
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Yes indeed it does
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IMO, time blunts the pain, and allows us to put things in true perspective. Wonderfully descriptive post!
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Thank you. My muse is hard at work! 😁
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