{"id":83,"date":"2019-08-08T13:56:34","date_gmt":"2019-08-08T13:56:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nordthemes.com\/wild-book-demo\/?p=83"},"modified":"2025-11-07T12:09:39","modified_gmt":"2025-11-07T06:39:39","slug":"the-fraility-of-existence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/2019\/08\/08\/the-fraility-of-existence\/","title":{"rendered":"The Frailty of Existence"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They tell us that life is precious, yet,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I\u2019ve watched it scattered like ink on forgotten pages.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Faces fade into the silence of wars, laughter is bartered for grief, and love, once radiant,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Becomes the toll demanded by time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">What is beauty,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">If not the cruel reminder that we dwell in the ruins raised by sacrifice?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I have seen men surrender to shadows that could not name, bearing guilt that lingers longer than breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And yet, amid the wreckage, existence dares to sing \u2013 within the trembling of a hand that still reaches,<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The fleeting moment when the broken believe themselves whole.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Strange, is it not?<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That even in sorrow\u2019s reign, life pulls us forward, whispering that there is more\u2014<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">More than the ashes, more than the blood we left behind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For in the mingling of sorrow and sacrifice, existence proves itself as the most unyielding truth.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>They tell us that life is precious, yet, I\u2019ve watched it scattered like ink on forgotten pages. Faces fade into the silence of wars, laughter&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":883,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":true,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[20],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-83","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-life"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/83","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=83"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/83\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":881,"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/83\/revisions\/881"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/883"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=83"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=83"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/miraini.associatedmedia.org\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=83"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}