Genius of life lies in living.Quite simple, isnt it.That's quite the common sense.Go with the flow.That's damn easy..
But then again everything being real easy would be a real pain in the ass for the world, so they complicate..there is never a need for that but they do..they just cant keep there hands off the cookie jar!!
'Why me',they say,'What if'..that's the rhetorical questions we get through a lot.Well it can be answered simply by another set that 'Why not you'..are you some kind of special person that god has chosen only to enjoy and never suffer?..Its harsh?..understandable.So the real and the uncommon answer to these question is the set of choices you made.If you had chosen differently you would be staring at a different past asking a different set of questions.It doesn't make a lot of difference,does it? Its the things we choose that makes us who we are..well are they?Is there always a choice or just an illusion of it?Can one really decide what he or she really need?
Que sera sera-It is what it is.Maybe you were scared.Maybe you felt lonely.Maybe something was missing.Maybe you felt like all the walls were closing in on you..But its alright now.Thats all that matters.Maybe you did not have the best of luck with you, but that is just not a good enough reason to whine about..!!
There are five stages of grief according to Kubler-Ross.It would be real shame being stuck in the denial phase.Saying everything that happens make things worse would be lie.Sometimes we get lucky.Sometimes we get that push that hops us directly into the acceptance phase.A hand that gives us a reason to go on.A hug that teaches us to wish again, to dream again.A kiss that gives us the leap of faith that we have longed for all this time.We suddenly learn to let go.And for once in a lifetime we don't wish for a license to kill and unlimited ammo.We are suddenly ready to risk it all just to get that feeling once again.We suddenly break the farthest bounds of insanity to live it once more.Was it all lies? well who cares.'Cause as far back we will push our memories we'll come to know that those were the only time we ever lived!!
But then again everything being real easy would be a real pain in the ass for the world, so they complicate..there is never a need for that but they do..they just cant keep there hands off the cookie jar!!
'Why me',they say,'What if'..that's the rhetorical questions we get through a lot.Well it can be answered simply by another set that 'Why not you'..are you some kind of special person that god has chosen only to enjoy and never suffer?..Its harsh?..understandable.So the real and the uncommon answer to these question is the set of choices you made.If you had chosen differently you would be staring at a different past asking a different set of questions.It doesn't make a lot of difference,does it? Its the things we choose that makes us who we are..well are they?Is there always a choice or just an illusion of it?Can one really decide what he or she really need?
Que sera sera-It is what it is.Maybe you were scared.Maybe you felt lonely.Maybe something was missing.Maybe you felt like all the walls were closing in on you..But its alright now.Thats all that matters.Maybe you did not have the best of luck with you, but that is just not a good enough reason to whine about..!!
There are five stages of grief according to Kubler-Ross.It would be real shame being stuck in the denial phase.Saying everything that happens make things worse would be lie.Sometimes we get lucky.Sometimes we get that push that hops us directly into the acceptance phase.A hand that gives us a reason to go on.A hug that teaches us to wish again, to dream again.A kiss that gives us the leap of faith that we have longed for all this time.We suddenly learn to let go.And for once in a lifetime we don't wish for a license to kill and unlimited ammo.We are suddenly ready to risk it all just to get that feeling once again.We suddenly break the farthest bounds of insanity to live it once more.Was it all lies? well who cares.'Cause as far back we will push our memories we'll come to know that those were the only time we ever lived!!
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