Is there a line of demarcation. A moment of separation. A division from what was before and what was after. That event when before you were one way and afterward you were no longer that one way.
The line of change. Abrupt. Forever different. A rebirth. Usually a challenge met and faced boldly by you.
The decision to take action. Cut off the past. Release the present to move into the possibility of the new future.
It is as if you have radical surgery on your very soul.
What was that moment that liberated you from the old chains and freed you up to be that who you are and were destined to always be.
Face the fear and move past it. It is all an illusion anyway.
A prisoner of our own choosing. You hold the key. Unlock the door.
You realize you were always facing away from the light.
An ageless experiment.

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