I like when people make statements with clothing, even if it's absurd. With the exception of those not-so-happening-undies-showing people, we possess that which cannot be seen, and oh, your pockets, rascals, they are little treasure chests on your hips. How many things do you hide in there, eh? I would have expounded on some examples, but you know pockets, they've seen it all. Big mouths. But it's not just the forbidden items they protect. What about your self esteem Mr. Hands In Pockets 24-7? Yes, they ease the tension. I'm a victim too.
Dear highly appreciated reader, you possess important keys as well. Those whose presence you aren't aware of. You have the key to your happiness. Sounds peachy? preachy*. We have tried hard to find it in companionship, success and pleasure. But no relationship can stand a storm if you expect the other to keep you smiling all the time. No amount of financial success, gold medals, respected fame or achievement can satisfy thee. Orgasms last a second, hangovers tail drunken adventures. The deal is, no 'high' lasts and even if attained in numbers, will not unlock that door to peace of mind.
The key lies deep within you, with all your other secrets. You have to reach in and unlock the door yourself. All riddles aside, the key is a simple representation of your heart. Are you indulging your emotions in people, work, things, habits? And it's all in vain, isn't it? That key is specially crafted for one lock. No matter how much you wear out the blade, it will still fit into the lock thats's been waiting for it. All it takes is a choice. This key doesn't promise to take away every problem in your life, it just opens happiness. (and no, it's not coke) So, look for your key, it will be quite a hunt! Shake the dust off, just as much as you can. Don't bother about what's happened or where you've been. Just give your heart to Jesus.
