Most probably I must be sub-conscious when I got to have another turn over for the past 3 years and to rock on. This is not another usual ada ada. Life that counts and the fantasies are mere glittering dog fish heads. Have you ever been facing an identity crisis or not ever been able to pose a practical syndrome to your nightly build agenda. It’s so weird.
The Working Potential gets a macabre failure asa your limited edition of life’s action plans are no more feasible. Take and Give or just encounter to yourself. Henry Wadsworth Longfellow says in his “A Psalm of Life” –
Lives of great men all remind usWe can make our lives sublime,And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of timeLet us, then, be up and doing,With a heart for any fate;Still achieving, still pursuing,Learn to labor and to wait.
And these words still achieving and still pursuing might be harmed in today’s sense. I would like to rewind of the Limited Edition Phases that we are posed to. Act and Act, bread and toast… let it a go.
Silently I am goingAs silently I came;I shake my sleeves,Not to bring away a patch of cloud
Leaving the left of hypothetical manifestation of life’s most crooked moments and the explanation left you all, try to expound in shaking sleeves. For an aching act is a terminus.
