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‘tis easy to become distracted  and adjust your focus on material things. 

‘tis easy to give in to the demands of others, even if it breaks you or goes against all you stand for. 

‘tis easy to become a fake , a phony, a copy , a barcode perhaps, instead of being what you were created to be  a leader, creator, lover, and maybe so much more. yet you will never know what you are to be if you simply give in. 

yes, they are times when I look in the mirror and I’m like ” Sighs, why even bother? Really? What’s the point in doing all these great and tedious actvities if no one bothers to acknowledge them? If no one takes a few and offers a couple encourgaging words or much less address me and the struggles I’ve faced; and how far I’ve come” 

Suddenly, it comes to me… I am made to endure many unpleasentries therefore when I am graced with the luxury of joy and love I will not simply toss it about as if it is something that is rather common, no! But it would teach me to be humble in all my existences. To accept the fact that “I have overcame some dilemmas in my life” and I should rejoyce and be thankful I am alive to see this day. For there are millions wait.. maybe even billions as I am writing this, whom never will hear the lovely ascapedes of a deep yet torn apart blues song , seasoned with the flavors of distastefulness that life splashes at us. No! One who may not have a voice to speak with , to make their existince know amongst others in a cruel and harshed evironment , one that lucifer dreads. Or maybe there is one who has not the virtue we so strongly take for granted … the gift of sight.  I have an episode whenever the power goes out and my “smartphone” slowly loses her shine I find it hard to go about, yet what if - thus is a scary thing to expereience I imagine- but if you could not see the lovely sights surrounding you? Or the very food that you place in your mouth, or even the face of your signifcant other.  

I have the slightest idea why but that makes me well.. sad not that I pity them for I do in a sense they are not “equal to me and others” but in a sense that  people like myself can simply go about life and complain while those who are rather unfortunate ( regardless of who is at fault). we are all human if you not cut your arm and I cut mine, will we not drip a deep red ? when we are hurt or denounced a priority for some silly reason that others feel is wrong do we not feel regret and remorse? 

No two lives are the same yet we resemble more now than ever. sad how the only time people come together is in a time of need? WHY? WHy must natural diasters trigger our human kindess to go into action? Are we some sort of demolioshed alien based individuals  carrying out a less than devine plan for the one who is trying to break us? Why do we constatnly knock others on their arse when they are already low enough? Will this ever end or get better? 

” it will grow worse , in fact much worse before it gets better” 

Sad but true. Life , well the life I live is anything but dull yet I have many who dislike the fact I am…makes no sense how one can just have no love or remorse for another all due to a difference in opinion. Thought differences were created to make life a bit more intersting and such; for if we were all the same would it not be … b o r i n g ?.. Think on it k? 

- We all wear the same clothes 

-love the same songs 

-same type of person

-music 

-food

-mentality 

yeah I’m growing tired just thinking what life would be like if EVERYTHING was the same and if EVERYONE felt the EXACT same WAY as ANOTHER being.  

However , let us take a few seconds out and think the _______(insert who ever or whatever you “give thanks/blessings to” for me its creator)  for allowing a great brand of diersity to flow about his mighty lands , people who have created sweet loving music, beautiful material which provides us with clothes, knowledge to be a better individual and make better judgement for oneself, and all the other things we cannot possbile list them all for it would take quite a long time and not sure if I would have many readers if I proceeded to do so. 

Our world is changing, constantly .. at a rate no human can detest nor can formulate a  generic reasonable solution as to why . I’ll offer my advise on it, the world changes the same way we change, although the world may appear as a place we all live upon and take for granted (and I may be labeled as a “loca” but if you would slap a label on me :D I’ll watch with excitement in my eyes as you do and giggle when it slides right off for it shall not stay cause no label describes be ) , I feel the world has feelings too. Animals and plants have emotions so why cant earth, our home have a few moments to express her gratitude and how much she dislikes how we are disobeying her every command and love for  us all when we chose to be of a bad nature. 

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