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@thinkerBell

Joined 6 September 2021 · 2 posts

Just tell me where to start?

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Casting thy Ego Through observation to what we hear and to what we see in the people around us, and that of our surroundings, somehow we could add annotation, comments and reaction as our response to the issues and people's behavior of today's situation. This is not the act of being a stabber, but to remain vigilant and conscious of the world around you. As I stayed home sometimes, I figured out all the happenings, events being broadcast on TV, and how people respond to the current outbreak. As I was saying, this is what I have observed based on the reality I have been through during this pandemic. Pride. Power. Hatred. Selfishness. These ingredients are very familiar to somebody's world full of inequity, unfairness and greediness. Oftentimes, we are blinded by the truth because we deny the things that could sucked our ego until we find it guilty. Why? Because the truth is kept silent when money speaks out like everything goes perfectly. Inferiority comes before a man who is avaricious with wealth, power and pride digging in them instead of mining their portal for charity to humanity. We don't like to experience being belittled or being defeated, right? But why are there some people out there who's performance of 101 % ego seem to love these ways and they become invisible to their eyes when the needy are begging for mercy. Sometimes, I could say that invisibility is everywhere, even to some familiar places and to the people we know. If we achieve something, they become inquisitive. If we fail, they pretend to extend empathy. Mostly likely, lapses are known to memorize perfectly more than the goodness we employed to somebody. We are good at praising the things that are beneficial to us for a short term condition yet judging too long for some adversities we committed. These will be remembered forever instead of counting the blessings, not what is missing. Stop faking out yourself. Fake will remain fake, but the truth will be revealed with a mask no more. Oh Styx! c'mon! Hear me out! I am so exhausted thinking about this. I can hear so many grudges that fretted me out. Can you take me to the river of forgetfulness and let this sorrow be gone? Save us from the shadows of tears and the rudeness of the world around us. Cast all the wicked and people's ego to the kingdom of forgiving. Let there be joy and peace reign upon this crowded world yet has an empty sheet but dust into a humbly loving creation. We drown too much with hatred, and are surrounded with crocodile tears fellowmen. I guess we people tried so hard to escape this obsession with power and position, yet we love to embrace it. This is not the life that God has designed or us to live in. Why do we keep on clinging to these temporary assignments? We can do so much charity, instead of imposing MECQ into more enhanced charity quickly. Train ourselves to be in a Quaran-Train rather than quarantine. We could isolate ourselves away from disruption for self examination to see things politely of what we have done great and what things need for change and improvement. Take out the rubbish necessarily because that's what we deserve as a human longing for change and these changes start within ourselves. It's never too late, never early. We can fight back what we want to, so we can restart, reset and refocus. I'm glad you are reading. Gracias ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’œ Images are taken from splash.com

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Tell me where to start? I don't know where do I begin. Confusion. Vague. Unknown. There is a huge question mark on my head. I don't know where I should start. I don't know how to start over again. I still don't know how to restore everything. There is something on my mind which I couldn't speak out. And this should I suppose to think about it. I once was lost in the midst of nowhere, but I thank God because I am found. My heart was once wandering day and night seeking for Sudden healing, peace and serene. My mind keeps on bouncing and wondering why this little twist had to happen and change. I try to compose myself for everything that happens that only my pillow knows. I manage to escape and disconnect from the things that could remind the scars marked deeply into my soul. I've always been searching for an answer, but I could find an answer within. I swerve every little bump on the road hoping that this is just a dream. As I walked into the hallway in the loneliest places, I was stabbed so hard that a small stone hit me badly and I got a slight bruise which made me realize oh this is not merely a dream but reality. I am hungry to hold the pen to put anything and everything into writing to fill the blank spaces of my precious book of life. I heard a whisper from the cold soft wind saying, wake up! "This is not a dreamer's dream! Get up! Save yourselves out of your danger zone! No one could save you and nobody will do it but yourself! I planned to interfere but rather silence broke the moment before me, which was enough for me to internalize what I heard. I am not depressed, I am stressed about something I didn't expect would happen. I know heartbreaks are inevitable, but my experience was different. Reality bites me and I need to fix and find a cure to this wounded self just to restore what has been dumped. I am glad I found this interesting site and to be part of its platform in creating inspiring articles. This is I guess a catalyst or a perfect venue to boost my confidence in expounding my thoughts into something very significant for improvement. I may not be a great writer, but I could make your time worthwhile by reading my content. I am thankful to my friend who shared this opportunity as a retailer to make coins while learning to share my knowledge with the readers. I'm glad you are reading. Images are taken from unsplash.com Gracias ๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’œ

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