The beginning.
The creation.
The birth.
Of a new person.
No.
Two persons.
Extremely different.
But the same!
Yes.
The same.
They share the same body, but they move slightly different.
Their thoughts are different, but on the same topic.
Their eyes see different things, but the same image.
Two scales of a Libra.
Two brothers.
Two parts of the same soul.
Their living is a struggle. Yes, a struggle. For survival. For existence. When one is awake, the other must sleep. This is their rule. An agreement that should never be broken. Ever.
Their actions are careful. Almost planed... Perfect... They hide the truth. The world must never know their secret. Ever!
Yet they seek Balance. Significance. Truth. They embrace every moment. Every breath fills with life every inch of their body. Every blink is a reflection of beauty. Every sound lightens their unbelievably strong emotions. They enjoy. Admire. They live!
And they wait.
Yes, wait.
Wait for their time to come. The time when they can flourish. When they can manifest. When they can feel alive.
One man the world can see. A man so different, yet one. At times so brave. And then so cautious. Now romantic. And suddenly very logical. A man of action. But then the thinker.
And everyone can find something to connect to. Something familiar.
And they observe.
They accept.
They admire.
