Shells Inside The Shell

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The journey inside a shell never ended, where do I exist? When I removed the first shell I saw a network of social relationships having experienced various forms of relations when I became tired of all I removed the shell. Again I wasn't there. Since then I have been removing shells after shells, seventy two shells I have removed by now and what I could know the number of shells is infinite. If ever I manage to remove the last shell and I find a nothingness there I shall regret why I removed the first shell as I was happy wherever I was at least the social relationships kept me feeling I exist somewhere as I am loved by so many. So what if I am hated by a few. I love so many but I, too, hate a few. The journey is amazing inside every shell a beauty I found a light that changed its color. Inside every shell clouds of different colors were down pouring various forms of love. Though the thunders frightened me and sometimes I was injured but I felt a lightning conductor within me that saved me for the day on that I shall remove the last shell what a pleasure it will be to see the source of light! But what if I come to know it wasn't the last shell and there are more shells inside the shell!

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