As life imitates art, blurred art soon imitates blurred life. A blurred past and fuzzy memories leave much to be desired. While the harshness of reality drips in your eyes and stings your mind, the real pain comes from the knowing. The truth and the self are all that are real. All other pain is but our own attempt to hide from what really hurts. The truth and the self are the only things that will hurt when all else is forgotten. Put aside those foolish heart-aches. Do not fear. Let the fear pass through you. When it is gone all that will remain is you. See yourself. See your truth. Now, you know pain. The real pain. Let it pass through you. When it is gone all that will remain is you. You are all there is. You are all that will ever be. You must be what it is you are without the fear and without the pain.