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Life


Ever been swimming in a pool ? Well you know how when you laying on your back like a starfish on top of the water ? Now imagine someone putting bricks on your body as a test to see if you would sink or float. Your body and mind is sufficient enough to withhold one brick but one isn't enough , so another one is placed. If you happen to be strong enough to keep your body up with two bricks ... Two more are placed. At this point your finding yourself slowly but surely being submerged underneath the water. You stretch out your hands to grab ahold of something but guess what ; there's nothing there for you to hold on to. Nothing but faith and hope. But as you gasp for air knowing its the only thing that will keep you alive & try your best to keep the chlorine water out of places where it isn't supposed to be , your faith and hope wear very thin. The image I have implanted inside your mind ... That's me. Life is hard. Very hard. Tho life may be hard and something feel like you're about to suffocate, you have to realize god wont anything thats not suppose to happen. With god and faith, there nothing that cant be overcome. At one point, you have to realize the good in your life outweighs the bad. You have to realize how awesome your life is and all those bricks piling on top of you is nothing compared to the forces trying to keep you afloat. This life was giving to you so, you have something to achieve, something to prove. sometimes you have to get burned to realize what an amazing life you have and the wonderful things you have yet to accomplish. Everything happen for a reason but to live optimistically is a choice. You can’t keep dancing with the devil and wondered why you're still in hell. Choices defines who we are and whom we are to become. Live positively and enjoy the awesome thing that life has to offer.

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