Different shapes. Different forms.
Some like it. Some don't.
Some say this is right. Some say that is wrong.
Some prefer cylindrical. Some prefer oval.
Some believe oval is right.
Some curse the cylindrical.
Opinions are myriad.Just like the shapes and forms.
Shapes and forms understand it. Opinions don't
So shapes and forms continue to exist. And remain true to themselves.
For they believe that it is right for them.
I had forgotten what it is like to be hated, raved and ranted against, by absolute strangers. Simply because I do not share their views.
In a different lifetime, I thrived on that energy. It was the fuel for my adrenalin.
Then I chose a different path.
Paths are varied. Some converge. Some don't.
And at this moment in time, my paths -past and present have converged.
So, once again, I find myself at the receiving end.
It took me a good five minutes to regain my balance :)
It took me a couple of deep breaths to rearrange my thoughts and align my energy with my core.
For no matter what, the core remains true to who you are.
And who you are meant to be.
Finally, I have mastered the art of letting negative energy slide over me; just like water over an oiled form.
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