A penguin who danced on the ice,
Who should’ve thought twice.
You see, the worlds got hot,
And melt its brought,
Who’d thought it would be their demise?
A penguin who danced on the ice,
Who should’ve thought twice.
You see, the worlds got hot,
And melt its brought,
Who’d thought it would be their demise?
In the grand tapestry of human existence, falling is not a flaw or a failure, but a fundamental aspect of our journey.
It is through our falls that we grow, learn, and find meaning in our lives.
Falling is a reminder that the pursuit of greatness, knowledge, and self-discovery often comes with setbacks and challenges.
So, as we navigate the ups and downs of life, let us remember that falling is not a question of “why” but an opportunity to ask, “What can we become through our falls?”
Put simply we fall so that we can learn how to pick ourselves up again. I have recently felt like I have been falling a lot. This has been difficult to deal with, but in retrospect it must all be part of the greater journey of my life!
I am my own worst enemy. Every time I sit down to write or contemplate doing some work, I get distracted. I start watching TV, I scroll on twitter , or I decide to go out. I am constantly getting frustrated at my self for failing to stick to a simple task or goal.
I never expected this to be easy, but I really didn’t think it was going to be this hard. This has been the trend of my writing for over 2 years. I would start something and show a lot of promise (well I thought so), and then give up and get distracted. I give up way to easy, if something just starts to feel hard or I have a better alternate.
I am truly the result of the digital age, a generation that is unable to focus for an extended period of time.
I have to learn to take baby steps, I have to become slowly more and more motivated. Every time I work for five minutes more after being distracted I build upon my will power.
It seems rather Ironic doesn’t it, I have to take baby steps (more like crawl) foward. I feel the more I write, the more I read, the better I will become.
So please, please wish me luck.
Like goods at the market,
my emotions are for barter.
Seeking an escape,
Anything to avoid future grief.
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Athiests turned to prayer,
Extraverts seeking society.
Personalities and beliefs,
traded for emotional sanctuary.
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This is the cost of grief,
an overwhelming emotional toll.
That is better switched off at the source,
then dealt with in the morrow.
What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?
“The only person you need to answer to is yourself.”
I love this idea. We spend so long living in self doubt on how others would judge us that we never even try.
Try that new idea. Try that new look. Try to follow our dreams…
Well enough is enough! I say rise up, find what makes you whole and commit to it without question.
Let’s start our journeys together!