Self-perception is the basis of perfection, given that life is a terrace of amusement webbed of wonders in verse mutiny. Our mirrors are patched rays, although alive, stout but very much less in grace. We all to a great surprise tend to forget whom we really are after picturing ourselves in other people’s camera, we counts our countless blessings by whining like ignorants consciously letting go of its own light and unconsciously we murder our prowess, veil our reality and ebb in dejection. It is true that Humans are blind wanderers who cannot marvel its looks except from other peoples prospect, but it is also true that we are visual planners in the city of our own BLINDNESS
Look behold, the ME in YOU can only ascend the ladder of leadership if the THEM in YOU is less potential.Life does not have a universal measuring tool so create yours and use it. Looking at people and comparing yourself with them will not make you better and not only will it make you Mad but it will also unbutton your gentle aptitude to foolishness. If you must see the light, you just have to get ride of the darkness. Our purpose in life is to love ourselves to benefit ourselves first and then others. Start Loving yourself today by accepting your real self for WHO YOU ARE.
Never you forget that the hurricane of happiness can only brightens your life if you accepts yourself for whom you are, that luxurious future you fantasies about can only be achieved if you didn’t dere to forget your purpose in life and tend to live searching for might while not using your might.
The thunderous storms cowling your courage is only an illusional strike, for no storm is cajoling and appealing like the storm of belief. So where is your faith? The fangs of sizzled hope had expunged beauty and benevolence off your fate simply because you refuse the parliament of lights craving for you from the depth of confidence.
Rumi says : “Give up to grace. The ocean takes care of each wave ’til it gets to shore. You need more help than you know.”
Do you know what Hafez says about the boat of melancholy : “What do sad people have in common? It seems they have all built a shrine to the past and often go there and do a strange wail and worship. What is the beginning of Happiness? It is to stop being so religious like that.”
So why not smile like the flesh of a flower that’s lives it fragrance unto the it palm that crushes it. Open your comforting doors of contentment, satisfaction. Stop to hope by counting other peoples blessing we might be semblable but WE ARE NOT THE SAME
You are who you are, a strand of solidarity selflessly splendid. Derive the drive of your diligence once more, life can worrisome I know but been amazing is solemnly up to you.
Own your life!