If there is anything i've learnt all these years, it is this - the only constant thing is change. Any fortification we take refuge or comfort in on earth will fail us, someday,somehow.

We peripatetic from one desire to another, encouraged by tangible successes and pleasure.
Our achievements start to define and weigh how much we are worth.

but,how does one define real success and self-worth? Who has the every right to define?



Then again, our lives are manipulated by thrills that bring us emotional satiation, as well as lows, causing sleepless nights.


We become driven by fear and anxiety gradually trap us in bondage. We become so concerned about how people arbitrate us, and yet when faced with death, we will be willing to trade tangible successes to live one more day.

If technology aids in curing illnesses, we rejoice for awhile, reflect too little,
move on too quickly again, going after the temporals.
After getting hurt by treachery, we start inuring ourselves against the harshness of reality,
not realising that the same callousness that shelter us against being destroyed also averts us from being transformed.

We make the same mistakes over and over, never guessing that the solution lies within our hearts, not repetitious attempt to control the outer environment.

Many things may fail us someday.The only thing worth pressing on to is by achoring trust and hope in Him.




pls pls..grant me a little more strength...

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8:24 PM