the way i see it

In that tender age we dreamed,hoped,played the part of what we desired in our hearts to be. Growing up shed light on our minds that life has more than what we saw those angelic ages. Lessons of life come with loss, lessons, and victory.  They come after doubts, second guesses, and exploring unknowns. Being the person who made mistakes,fell down but finally crawled up to victory is what  your mirror  should show yourself  always despite defeat. Someone was told me that whatever i do in life i should know that dreams are as hungry as your demons ; make sure you're feeding the right ones. In addition,whatever it is, if it doesn’t make you happy, walk away, give it away to someone else who wants it. Let it be their next dream; let it flee from you. Then you have room to grow, to allow great things to fill the vacuum of those empty places. When you hold onto yesterday, when you hold onto dead and dying adventures, you have no room in your box for greatness. ...

I t does not get better than this.Pain sticks and it  can make you choke to death at times.It is the thin line between love and hate.Living in the past does more harm than good. We learn by experience and become a penny wiser. The beauty of us lies in our vulnerability, our complex emotions, and our authentic imperfections.  When we embrace who we are and decide to be authentic, instead of who we think others want us to be, we open ourselves up to real relationships, real happiness, and real success. A world with no flaws makes life feel plain with no adventure.They say we learn from experience,moreover,it is the best teacher one could get.When advancing in life we meet all kind of people who help us grow upward in the ladder,either emotional,socially...you name it,a person who is changed by this growth for whom they are is likely to prosper than a person who pretends to be someone else.Comparisons and expectations will always linger. That should not move you at all....

Ultimately we know deeply that the other side of every fear is freedom.  - Mary Ferguson - Darkness was her enemy. She dwelt in what she could not change. It was her. It was in her. Engulfed in fear and uncertainty ; she lived by it her entire life.  The sun always rose from the east and always set in the west so did her daily procrastinations. Little did she know this was going to kill her some day!! She would choke from dreaming and belch for sticking in a circular motion that brought her to the beginning of the cycle. Nothing actually changed. Her routine was that of tomorrow…that never came to be. Dreams began at a tender age; those she cherished, the age did not reverse. Not at all. Days moved and times changed. If wishes were horses she would have a dozen of them in the stables and a dozen more in the fields. Worries in her mind made her feel like a wholesome of a crumbled cake. One day a photographer clicked the shutter. The camera ...