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Elder Lister
We live in an era where appearances carry more weight than substance—where the cover of the book is often praised, while the pages inside remain unread and misunderstood.
We have learned to mourn loudly, yet love quietly. Funerals have become grand performances—flowers, suits, speeches—yet the love we gave the dead when they were alive often pales in comparison. We cry the loudest when it’s too late, but whisper or stay silent when people need us the most.
Weddings have become spectacles—lights, cameras, curated smiles—yet the actual marriage, the everyday work of love, commitment, and compromise, is often neglected. We spend months preparing for the perfect day, but not enough time preparing for a lifetime.
Our food looks Instagram-worthy, perfectly plated with colors and shine, but the actual nourishment—the authenticity, the health, the flavor of real care—is secondary. We consume what looks good, not what is good.
And perhaps most tragically, we obsess over how our bodies look in the mirror or on camera—filters, gym selfies, fashion trends—yet many of us are walking around with starving souls. We look alive but feel empty. We have forgotten how to feed our inner world, how to heal, how to be still and whole on the inside.
This is the paradox of our time: we are surrounded by beauty but starving for meaning.
It’s time we turned the page. Read the book, not just admire the cover. Love people while they are still here. Build marriages, not just weddings. Nourish our bodies and our souls. One day, all the packaging will fade—and only the content will remain.
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We have learned to mourn loudly, yet love quietly. Funerals have become grand performances—flowers, suits, speeches—yet the love we gave the dead when they were alive often pales in comparison. We cry the loudest when it’s too late, but whisper or stay silent when people need us the most.
Weddings have become spectacles—lights, cameras, curated smiles—yet the actual marriage, the everyday work of love, commitment, and compromise, is often neglected. We spend months preparing for the perfect day, but not enough time preparing for a lifetime.
Our food looks Instagram-worthy, perfectly plated with colors and shine, but the actual nourishment—the authenticity, the health, the flavor of real care—is secondary. We consume what looks good, not what is good.
And perhaps most tragically, we obsess over how our bodies look in the mirror or on camera—filters, gym selfies, fashion trends—yet many of us are walking around with starving souls. We look alive but feel empty. We have forgotten how to feed our inner world, how to heal, how to be still and whole on the inside.
This is the paradox of our time: we are surrounded by beauty but starving for meaning.
It’s time we turned the page. Read the book, not just admire the cover. Love people while they are still here. Build marriages, not just weddings. Nourish our bodies and our souls. One day, all the packaging will fade—and only the content will remain.
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