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There is endless beauty in this world. You can't show me a movie about love and music and fate and not expect it to move me to comment. I just saw August Rush. Ok it was predictable. Ok it was formulaic. Ok it had corny child narration. But it was exquisitely beautiful if you just let that go. My heart was in my throat the whole time. My breath caught in my chest for like a full minute. I almost started weeping. I don't know. If you just let go and let yourself feel what you're feeling instead of think what you're thinking . . . its the most perfect kind of freedom. In my heart and soul I believe in love with everything I am. I believe in fate and the connection of all things to every other. Sometimes it seems like everywhere, everywhere, I look there's something telling me how stupid that is. Movies and TV and the relationships around me. Love isn't real, relationships don't work, its all about power struggles and manipulation and getting something. But then sometimes I just feel in my soul how very right it is to believe in something more than that. Sometimes its right in front of your face, and you just have to be prepared to open your eyes and let it in. Even if its a corny movie, its nice to be reminded that its ok to believe. You have to let the beauty in and forget the rest.