The war will end. The leaders will shake hands. The old woman will keep waiting for her martyred son. That girl will wait for her beloved husband. And those children will wait for their heroic father. I don't know who sold our homeland. But I saw who paid the price.
- Mahmoud D.
Perhaps we should have anticipated this spillover long ago, this merging of the Land of the Dead with our own realm, for as Orpheus, the poet-musician of Greek mythology, once warned, "The
gates of Pluto must not be unlocked, within is a people of dreams."
- Michael Talbot
In short, there is growing agreement among researchers of this
mysterious phenomenon that the imaginal is not confined to the after-
life realm, but has spilled over into the seeming solidity of our sticks-
and-stones world.
No longer confined to the visions of shamans, the old gods have sailed their celestial barks right up to the doorstep of the computer generation, only instead of dragon-headed ships their vessels are spaceships, and they have traded in their blue-jay heads for
space helmets.
While I may not remember all the books I have read, and all the wisdom I have gained, and it is okay. It all is now a part of my subconscious, and will contribute to a better intuition and decision making in the next phases of my life.
A brilliant lecture by Dr @anillamba03 on one of the most important topics a nation needs to understand. The better a society understands Financial Management, the better it would shape and grow itself.
https://t.co/ZPqn4JVlPD
Being focused is a excellent thing, but if for some reason it isn't working out, and for long - one should feel free to change direction. A newfound passion may change the course of your destiny.