Life is just a learning experience. I make mistakes, but I learn from them, so they're not really mistakes. I embark on relationships that become journeys, and while I don't know where I'm going, the company makes it worthwhile.
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
If there’s anything in this life I’ve always been certain of it’s my purpose. Be a friend when someone needs it. Be a mentor when someone needs it. Lead when people need it. Follow, listen, talk, build up, smile, help, hug etc…anything, just to be what people need. Whether they know they need it or not. I do it. And in the long run it works. I mess up a lot but it works out. And you’re smart not giving your self away completely, but here’s the reality: If you only give people bits and pieces of the puzzle at a time, they’ll grow bored or upset. In result they won’t get to see the beautiful picture that is you. You give people the pieces but eventually you have to let them take it. You can’t control everything everyone knows about you and gets to know. Living life in fear that they may break those pieces doesn’t work. You have to let people explore you and see who you are. Otherwise you’re just a lonely piece of art that never sees the light. Not even the brightest star shines if no one can see it.
J
If you can’t lessen the judgment, lessen its effect.
Let them say bad things about you, because they clearly don’t understand. Their words don’t matter in the grand scheme of things. They can only prevent your successes if you let them attach to you, imbed themselves in you, and suck the life out of you. Don’t let them whittle your confidence like the whittled truth. You can’t control the way people treat you, but you can control how you treat the situation.
Sometimes you just have to let someone be sad. It takes personal initiative to get better; not everyone can be dragged to recovery.
Beyond and Before
Your words ripped my seams and you were suddenly inside me. Inside my heart inside my every thought. I’d been waiting so long to fall into kindness. I remembered every nice thing you said so that I could try to convince myself of their truth in my dark sleepless states. I pondered your words and I fell in love with them. Words are so easy to hear and love. To be a lover of words rather than a lover of man, that is the curse of a writer.
And here I am at a new beginning. Loving many at once. Because I daydream and preserve an equilibrium of perfection in not making decisions, in fantasizing and analyzing and sitting idly.
If I could tell you I love you without breaking someone’s heart, please believe I would. Dispel these troubled feelings? Yes, probably, I should.
Fall in love with them at their worst so that everything else is icing on the cake.
Come on, that’s like getting an angel to commit a crime.
J
Yes, it comes and goes without reason or rhyme and the only thing that heals it is time.
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When I saw you I fell in love with you and you smiled because you knew.
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
