For no shape or form, highs or lows, praise or lack of it, changes who you are! Creating what you want cannot be on adrenalin! Creating from calmness Knowing what is now, can never be always. But what is now is the best.
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When the rhythm in you stops, Even if you heart is running… YOU stop. You can’t fight it. You can’t change it with medicine, as there is none.
Curiosity to know what happened; Compulsion to look into the past; Need to cling on to things fond of; Assume things that aren’t…. Let the monkey high up so far that you are lost- lost in the jungle of the unknown where your knowledge isn’t what happened but your thoughts of it..
Every week passes as if it were a day Every day passes as if it were an hour Every hour pauses as if it were a year