“life is aesthetical and yet life is not a bed of roses. Though it is full of ups and downs it has many phases of benedictions and blockbusters.
To some people life is stonyhearted, atrocious and pachydermatous. These sets of people see life as chastisement throughout their exclusive lives. They therefore abnegate themselves to fate believing all is finished. To them nothing that they do can ever be good. They take delectation in perpetrating crimes and mutilating others to retaliate their ill fortune. They lost every sense of behest and most times, some of them go as far as perpetrating suicide, just to escape the inequity life has meted out to them.
But there are those who see life as an oppugn, a siphon of unearthing and contrivance, a panorama for supernova and a sesame to opulence. To them life is sweet, chromatic and stripe. No matter the situation this people fins themselves, they keep pressing on, believing in a cause, a cause to succeed and get the most out of life. An adage says, “where there is life there is hope”.
The will to cut the mustard or stall lies innards a privy’s authority. You can live life to the fullest and extreme contentment and accomplishment if you adjudge with all your mind, body and soul to cut the mustard. On the other hand, life can be bleak to you if you take everything for annuity and Wit for fate to play itself out.
Setting of Bourne’s and strategic plans that will strive no matter the odds which may move against you is one of the abecedarian things needed to get the best out of life. These Bourne’s which must be result oriented, should be followed up accordantly even if things seem obfuscate or dogged at first.
Life is so easy, yet many people rush and miss what they want to attain in life. don’t accelerate in life. Take one step at a time. Each step should be befittingly blueprinted before being pioneered. Steady, counterpoise, sign and blast. And before you know it, the sky will become the genesis of your megahit.
All crackerjack men of today, has one way or the other sustained the other side of life but they did not grovel. In lieu, they were rejuvenated to reweigh their Bourne’s, they ride on with piety, trusting their implicit, cynosure their psyche on something, knowing fully well that in every black pall there is always a silver lining.
I take life to be very simple and do you know what? Life is to be fancied. What about you?
