JUST READ AND CARRY ON

A light of hope has touched my face. A soft voice of unknown source has spoken: THESE ARE MY PLANS FOR YOU MY DEAR CHILD. I am delighted; for the first time I could feel my existence. I never had solid plans before. I am a boat sailing in a vast ocean—with no direction. No compass, just living for what is. No long-term goals. Purpose is such a huge word. Having it turns the world into a colorful planet. The kaleidoscope when viewed with renewed spirit is exasperating. We are all mandated to contribute something of value in this wonderful existence. Something small yet meaningful in the lives of others. Not just within our family or for ourselves. We are called with a vision: we were given senses, consciousness and conscience. Deep in our hearts, a whisper lies to guide us. It is that voice that speaks when we are in silence, when our soul is united in the spirit of something DIVINE. Have a BLESSED CHRISTMAS,DEAR READERS!

I’ve failed and failed and failed and failed, so much failures has touch me I can’t count with my fingers. The gravity is intolerable. My threshold has reached its maximum peak. There were times when I want to give it up: to end the misery, shame and dilemma. My body too weak to fight, my courage too consume to start anew. The clouds too dark I cannot see. The noise too loud, my ears cannot hear even the softest sound. Too much confusion! To inspire you my dear readers, I want to share this poem: Don't Quit no matter what! When things go wrong, as they sometimes will, When the road you're trudging seems all uphill, When funds are low and the debts are high, And you want to smile but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit, Rest if you must, but don't you quit. Life is queer with its twists and turns, As every one of us sometimes learns, And many a failure turns about, When he might have won if he'd stuck it out. Don't give up, th...