The earth doesn't rotate around you, neither does it rotate around me. We all want our ways, and would begin the ritual of blame when we are failed upon our hopes, aspirations and dreams. What if there was success, who do the credits go to? Anywhere beyond ourselves?
The equilibrium between what goes and doesn't go well with our plans that happen within our lifetime, the balance between success and the failures,
is this what is known as the beauty of life?
Tipping over the stairs and breaking a leg, that surely sounds unfortunate. What if, the attending nurse for when you broke your leg becomes the love of your life, how does that sound now?
So to say, without the highs, there wont be the lows. Pain is non-existent until pleasure has been experienced.
I wonder when am I to leap out this phase then.
The equilibrium between what goes and doesn't go well with our plans that happen within our lifetime, the balance between success and the failures,
is this what is known as the beauty of life?
Tipping over the stairs and breaking a leg, that surely sounds unfortunate. What if, the attending nurse for when you broke your leg becomes the love of your life, how does that sound now?
So to say, without the highs, there wont be the lows. Pain is non-existent until pleasure has been experienced.
I wonder when am I to leap out this phase then.
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