Good to be alive
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7:56 AM
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I wonder if the meaning of life is 'up and down. Bad and good. Happy and sad. Hot and cold. '
It seems, from what I'm feeling now, that it's all about such contrasts. And it is for us to strike the balance. To keep on fighting for an equillibrium. But yes, it's not that easy. Easier said than done they say. Your life is life because there's a host of other people around. And that's why it's hard most of the time to strike a sound equillibrium.
Life life life. I'm gonna live you anyways.
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"Judge of a man by his questions, rather than by his answers." - Voltaire
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7:18 PM
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Like the many other itching wanderous souls out there, I’ve been making repetitive batterings to mould my soul and my mind into something extraordinary – in my books at least. And the failures in my attempt, I’m told by friends, are successes in miniature and the win will come in grandiose someday (hopefully not when I’m all grey – or dye-hair – like David Bullard).
This small failures are perhaps the reason I stopped being a fan of the millions of commercial self-help books out there. But this one, The Greatness Guide by Robin Sharma, does it for me and as I already said, it’s become like a hymnal for adding grace to my days.
Regarding my batterings and the far-forthcoming dye-grey hair (luckily I'm still 24), I took comfort in this passage from The Greatness Guide whilst reading last night:
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7:59 AM
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Labels: life, picasso, reading, robin sharma