Mind Confesses

I, the best creation of the Creator , the ultimate tool of creativity , the key to every little and big things , the only way of advancement, I ,the human mind , I who created the enormous buildings that tease the clouds , I who created robots to serve my bearer, who created technology to complete my deficiencies.....I who made my bearer go into seas ,fly into skies , reach for the stars...I who made him dream....who made him work for just a thought I create....I who made wars and peace...made societies...languages....

I am the perfect creation that without me no life of my bearer could have been possible...It is me who gave him everything he have....

I ,the human mind, as arrogant as I am....as perfect as I believe I am... as crucial to all this life as I am...

I confess...............that after all of what I made to my bearer....after all what I taught him to do...to create...he just ignore everything I tells him when it comes to that mad thing inside his chest...that piece of blood that have magical powers to convince him forgot everything he learned...to give everything he own....to someone else......convince him to break all logic I have been creating through all his life...convince him to give up ....surrender...stop listening to me....

I hate that..........but since my logic is undeniable.......I can't lie....

I have to confess.........I maybe the reason for this bearer to live this wonderful life....but I am not the reason why he live it...

I ,the human mind , with all my powers on.....I announce that I have surrendered to the loving heart.....may Allah be with him............

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