“Take a deep breath,progressive moves involve going right and left. Living your best life like on your heels is death.Not hardened but learning how to feel,distinguish the false from the real,the broken from the build,the cyclical from the healed.Paradise is like a movie reel.”
“A long journey,winding roads,the core of a person’s soul.Juxtaposed,between being on code and building a family residing inside of a humble abode. As they grow old,reflecting on time’s role.The jaded forgot how to distinguish Real from fake Gold.The basics are put on hold.”
“Let me water your soul by exposing what it is,so to find peace and live.The liars and connivers tell you what you want to hear in order for controls to be commandeered. Best to put into your ear what you need to hear,if it puts you in despair,then you’re pursuing a bad career.”
oh you’re “brutally honest” but are you ever honest about the good stuff? do you compliment people’s positive traits and behaviors? or do you only open your mouth or fix your fingers to be “honest” when you’ve got something negative on your mind
“The cold frosts chill,nature’s relationship stand still,when nature no longer cares how you feel. When the real has no appeal.The want for vengeance has made everyone ill. Natural laws are under repeal.Elimination is the new deal,caught under the hammer and anvil.”
“A political statement while they grow old sucking on mints,while inhaling pine scents,reprogrammed to contest what’s right thru laments.Lack of true purpose is the hint,living thru tints,value based on devaluing limits & face card benefits.The second string team is Indigent.”
“Standards must not make counterparts pander.Candour,where accountability is the transfer,and everyone else is the cancer.Unreachable as the forbidden prize,ego thru the roof is the size,the birds cry.A different side of the global problem surmised.Truth surrounded on all sides.”
“People place greater focus on ‘icks’ than actual real solid standards.” Because the ‘Ickes’ out of your character,tricks. Time waste due to a bad pick.Standards minimize the feelings of being sick,when it clicks.The ‘Icks’ could be a misperceptive hit.This statement fits.”
“I see the logic.Can make addicted and therefore nostalgic.Sets yourself up to be tricked.That’s why restrictions are there so not to become a Vic.Testing archaic truths to see if the consequences stick. No one knows the 1 to pick that avoids the back flip.And then you get hit.”
“What makes you want to faint is the taint. If it’s too perfect they think it’s not worth it,faulty & allergic.If it’s rusty but pass the hue tint it’s a fit.A psychedelic trip,the bar lowered to equip.Going against the script with a list of justifications at their finger’s tip.”
“Behaviors that goes against what you profess,indicates that you’re giving far less than what’s confessed.The easiness on the eyes is how you’ve thrived.Hypocrisy flies. Birthed into an already made establishment makes you feel like 1 of the sharper knives while your soul dies.”
“Can you spot magnificence,does it make you tense. Is your immediate reaction to embrace or discard by locking it behind a fence. Is it blinding the natural sense,does it anger the mind now it’s dense.Answer fast don’t leave in suspense. Show competence;not trapped in a trench.”
“Here is how it works.I hope feelings aren’t hurt.Words are the summary and actions are the perk.If it’s not in this order then you’re still in search.A bulls eye means you are perched. The greatest good never irks.Running toward it is the energy to quench thirst,to be 1st.”
“Giving a situation your best,obsessed with life’s progress.They’re use to less that helps them stay content while laying in the nest.Advancement to some is a pest, that’s constantly under test.Seeing pure love as arrow fire that’s in need of a protective vest,an obsolete mess.”
“Clinging to the storm that made everything go wrong.When challenged doubling down holding onto its horns. Displaced & scorned,normalisation has formed.Spiritual guidance gone.What’s for you Vs against,delusionally torn.Bay-Ridge dreams of a Unicorn. No consequence life mourned.”
A tiny tiger cub suddenly appeared in a sheep pen, scared of nothing and trusting everyone around him. The owner cared for him, gave him milk, and watched him grow close to the family dog. ❤️
But one day, a huge tiger appeared—and he realized she was the cub’s mother. When the gate opened, the little cub finally ran back to his mother and returned to the wild. 🐯🌿
Sometimes, loving an animal means knowing when to let it go. ❤️
“Nature’s order,bricks combined with mortar. Love given doesn’t mean assume position of a porter.Means the blood moving thru your aorta.Preaching to the choir, the religious call atheist siah.The best life and after commit to being a pariah. Out of the way living semi-retired.”
A girl found a shark egg on the beach with a tiny life moving inside.
She took it home and cared for it until the baby shark hatched and grew stronger.
Eventually, it became too large for the tank, so she released it into the ocean.
Years later, while diving, a shark approached her—and seemed strangely comfortable around her. She wondered if it could be the same shark she had once cared for.
What started with one tiny egg became a memory she would never forget.
“When they’re afflicted by strife,addicted to an unstable love life.Cyclical and unsustainable are paying for misjudgements twice.Pulled into deep waters without borders. No known order,fruits of past mistakes hoardered, the war within got you under emotional slaughter.”