MY TWO-PIECE CENTS WORTH LIFE ESCAPADES & EXPERIENCE: It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust, sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs, who carries short again & again, because there is no effort without error & shortcoming ; but who does actually…..strive to the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, great directions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at best knows in the end triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither knew victory nor defeat. I believe that everything happens for a reason and a season. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they are right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes things fall apart so better things can fall together. They say normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the praying mantis. Your truths are not the world’s truth. Experience can be ugly or messy one, but I have just three fundamentals and philosophy of life; simplicity, patience & compassion. These three are your greatest treasures. When times are hard friends are few. Life is a bridge to cross over it but build no house on it. Never give up on something you can’t go a day without thinking about it. Solitude is often the best in society. Vision is the art of seeing what is invisible to others, and they say all that goes around comes around. My grandmother often reminds me that if you’re trying to achieve, there will be road blocks. I’ve had them, everybody has had them. But obstacles don’t have to stop you. If you run to a wall, don’t turn around & give up. Figure it out on how to climb it, go through it or work around. I rest my case friends and foes

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Author: Whispers from the North

Son of a goat herder who is an extrovert with a knack for Governance, Human Rights, Global politics & conflicts, International World Order, Foreign policy, Diplomacy & International Relations. Nonetheless, I live my life and you live yours.I am not in this world to live up to your expectations.You are not in this world to live up to mine.You are you and I am me. If by chance we find each other, it is beautiful.

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