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Communicating the illegal and the illegitimate

Am I illegal and illegitimate if I exist? 
I am legal and legitimate because I am.
I am communicating my legitimacy and legality by my presence.
The questions arise when looking upon others' eyes. 
Can they see me on the horizon? Do they pay attention? 
Is it really necessary for me to shout out that I am here? 
Do I have to bark to express my individuality, be it through writings, design, marketing or any other art form?
Do I have to crush their worldviews to give prominence to mine? Why would I do so? Status? Love? 
The search is set to stop when being I with others. 
How would I unite my worldviews with those of others without crushing their aspirations or mine? 
How can we break together rules, create new ones in peace and harmony? 
Communication is not the goal. Unity and Harmony is. Unite with nature. 
Unite with people. Unite with things. Unite with I to be stronger andresilient, to live in harmony with one's self.

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