Are we really born with the ability to sabatoge our selves? Or do we learn this along the way? Is life really supposed to be as complicated as some of us think it is, whether consciously or unconsciously? Once we’ve become adults we can pretty much interpret life in our own fashion instead of living robot like. We’re blessed to have freedom, but if we don’t know it’s our birth right, it’s as if we don’t have it. and then we’re in a prison of our own design in which we’ve temporarily misplaced the key that will release us from the prison of our own making. That’s what’s been written many times over by many people using different words.
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