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underneath the stars
It is all very well, when the pen flows, but then there are the dark days when imagination deserts one, and it is an effort to put anything down on paper. That little you have achieved stares at you at the end of the day, and you know the next morning you will have to scrape it down and start again. ~Elizabeth Aston
Tuesday, 11 November 2008
if Life Was Always Going to be Free Flowing All the Time, It Would Be Downright Boring
18:48

That's what somebody told me some time ago, and I agree.

Maybe some people's had it easier than others, but humans grow through challenges. Only through hardship can we know our limits and push our horizons further. Strength through adversity, adversa virtute repello. It may be that God was unfair in handing out gifts to every different individual. There is no one perfect person, but I believe everybody was showered with the potential to succeed in his or her own personal way. Even though we fall, there will always be our own way to climb back up again; and it is by utilising our talents to the fullest that we can allow our qualities to shine through. He who laughs last, laughs best. We might not make it this time, or the next time, or the time after next, but we should always give ourselves a chance to have one more shot, one more go. It doesn't matter how many times it takes, as long as we can pick ourselves up again and again, we will get there at last. At the end of the day, you answer only to yourself. Fear, guilt and regret are only negative emotions holding us back from what we can achieve if we push ourselves to do our best, because only the best will suffice, and we can ask of no more from ourselves. Struggle on, for every time you push through you grow up, and every extra step you take now brings you closer to perfection. Rage against your self-imposed confinement within the delusions of contentment; let yourself know that you can be better, can strive harder and can be the master of your own destiny. God did not decide what your life will be; only you yourself shape what it should become. Give me my life, and I will wrought a legend as only I can. Temper your resolve, and in time you will furnish a masterpiece with your own bare hands and tools. This, nobody can take away; This is yours, and yours alone. Yours to cherish, yours to refine, yours to be proud of, for ages and ages to come.

Shall we lie back and watch the seasons go by? Or do we leave a blazing trail in the annals of time?~Zhongy~


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