We choose to be hidden, we choose to be out of sight, we choose to be done for without any clues. We need love, we need light, we need somebody who knows me, for I am frightened, we also leave, we also stay, we also derive from the things we play.
Here we come, we go, here we play mind games for all to see. Here we stay upon a hill, that hill is inclined to be high and mighty, yet nobody comes to the peak, here we go again, standing by nature’s light.
Now we are here, what can we say?
For those of you who have been reading my material.
I sincerely wish you all a happy new year.
Sometimes, you’re down on your luck; sometimes, you win a race; sometimes, you earn your keep; and sometimes, just sometimes.
We just wish sometimes that we could gradually learn the facts of life without any adverse effects, knowing we are learning as we go. But if we never make any mistakes, then we need to rectify this by making some. That would never be important enough to hinder our self-beliefs and also our initial understanding of why we need to make mistakes.
For those of you who know me and my health, I would like to bring you blogs about my life and some of my thoughts. These will be whenever I feel the need to tell you something.
Although this site caters to those who want to see something about somebody’s personal life and enjoy it regularly, this is not always the case.
For this to happen, I would need to write a daily or weekly post. As you know, if you adhere to this, you will see why this can not happen and why it is that way.
We cannot know when something that seems logical will catch the eye of somebody.
Granted, this site is only for those relevant to my thinking.
Over the course of a month, I have been trying to get this site back up and running since trying selfhosting.
It is now up and running, so if you see this site down, it may be due to a high volume of visitors.
One person said, ” Grow up. ” Another said, ” Grow up, my heart is in it.” I might as well try my hardest to Grow up.
Blood flows from the heart’s inner diameter and freely around the body. Bodies will never find a compelling heart from the love they make from feeling grown up. But blood only flows freely if not having congested veins.
From time to time, you like to read, and this is no object of either the physical or digital.
You either like to turn the pages and like the feel of a book, or you, like me, like to tap to turn to the next page.
But if we did not have any written media to read, would we just try to cope with being illiterate? And what if we did not also discover how to write? We would only rely on people telling stories that would digress during storytelling. In which the plot and twist would never be the same. And for one person to know one by heart would mean another would also recall the same story but in different details.
Sitting on a stool in the middle of nowhere, we never hear a sound. The sound sometimes travels un-relentless, whether it is stagnant or moving. But you do not know that when sound becomes hearable, it could go within a split second.
It is like when a fly flies by and passes you; you may hear it as it passes.
Then, when you want to study, you must be in a quiet place, such as a library or your home, away from distractions.
It is not until you have learned how to stay silent that you learn the fundamentals of meditation, including how and when to break out of it.
Most of us need to be motivated to do almost anything, but first, we must get the tools and attire to be completely ready.
This comes when most of us have a job or education requiring commitment, just as it would be if we did not learn anything before today’s tasks. This is key to completing the task and having time for ourselves.
But why the interest in why we need to be ready before we even think of what will endure a day of hardship and resolve?
Well, you will only know when your mental ability will allow for different times and resolve why you must contact a certain person for help if needed.
Growing up, we learn things such as our name and the language our caregivers speak. But it is not the only thing that we learn.
We grow up too fast, unlearn things that are the nature of the human race, delude the facts and figure out what we must do to keep justice and peace with everyone. But what if we learned at a snail’s pace?
What then?
Ready or not, here we come and go from the underground of virtue to the distillate of woe. Rising up to see the sun bloom in the morning’s dust and then another day’s rise. Gone are the days of woe, but they may return on an endless crusade of intolerance to learn.
Just another endless night and day from the creation of life and planets, we seek our fortune in the anti-crusade of enlightenment.
But mass-produced to a known figure of 8*.
