A "No Hope" Attitude

It’s the hard things in life, the tough situations that defines who were are. We live with hope knowing that there's always a way, we keep on going on our way, we never give up hope.

But it's the dead end, the "NO HOPE" sign, the facing the wall, the losing faith that there's something good waiting for you down the corner, that's when you start working real hard, where we go to the beginning and check everything out, that's when you shine the best, where your brilliance emerge and take center place.

So yes, I’d rather lose hope everyday, and be sure that no one and nothing will help me out, so that I’d rise to challenge and help pick up myself up to the level I haven't even started dreaming about.

From the Movie "2 weeks notice" there was this part where Lucy was stuck with the contract that she wrote so well and couldn't get out of, so her dad told her:

"Then you change your tactics,

You change your argument.

You don't give up."

Gratitude

We usually try to remind ourselves about the things that we are given in life, things that we don't seem to notice cause they are too much, and sometimes too obvious to be noticed, but we manage to think about them, and we consider even not knowing.

What I wanted to say was that I am not just grateful for the things I have, for the help I get, life will give us and we won't notice, but I am grateful for those who allow me to help them, who let me make a difference, who let me contribute in solving their problems, they help me make benefit of my time and my skill and that's why I’m grateful for anyone who ever asked me anything

We Are White, We Are Great

Hard times, they seem to try to bring us down, tear us up, beat us down, and when we think we cant take anymore it gives us more, and keeps on beating the hell out of us, and whenever anything happens and we say it can't get any worse, it does -get worse-. But somehow we manage to pass through it.

So what actually happens is that we can take it, we can pass anything life is shooting at us, and we do, we do pass it, cause it's hard to tell the difference between the yellow and the white in the light, but in the darkness we can easily point out the yellow from the white, and through the absence of the moon during the darkest of nights can the stars shine their brightest, and can also be noticed, it's during this moments can the difference between good and great appear.

So I don't want an easy life, a life where I'm not challenged to bring up my best, and raise the game to a higher level. 

So let it get hard, let it be dark, swing your best shot at us, cause we'll not only rise, we'll overcome and pass anything life has to test us for.

There's A Baby In There

The blackness below her eyes was the last thing I noticed, she looked like she was in pain while praying, and she didn't stand while praying. After her prayer our eyes met, mine filled with questions, while in hers was a strange look that I didn’t quite understand, I have never seen anyone like her before, at least not from this close, she looked so unreal. Her eyes looked as if they too had a question to ask, or a thought to share. Did she envy me for my care free life in comparison with hers, or did she wish I knew what she was going through, from joy or pain, I felt like she had something to share but she was too tired to speak and talk.

And I am sure that if I asked her, her answer was that she wouldn't change a thing cause she couldn't be happier.

Some pain is worth going through…. I hope for her sake she is right =)

Dreams

We see them while sleeping, or when we're awake,

We see them with our eyes closed, and more with them open.

We try to fulfill them; we try to achieve them,

Sometimes we run from them, and sometimes we chase them

We can deny them, we can declare them,

We can focus on a specific detail that we let go of the whole dream,

Yet at other times we focus on the big picture that small details escape from us,

Big or small

Short or long termed

Achievable, or not their time

Day or night

Still they are your dreams and they ought to be considered and taken very seriously

"Day" by Sir Cecil Spring Rice

Work never ends, and that itself is a beauty,

This is one of my favourite poems, talking about never ending work 

Day

‘I am busy’ said the sea.
‘I am busy’ Think of me
making continents to be.
‘I am busy” said the sea

‘I am busy’ said the rain.
‘When I fall it’s not in vain;
Wait and you will see the grain.
I am busy.’ Said the rain.

‘I am busy” said the air,
‘Blowing here and blowing there,
Up and down and everywhere.
I am busy,' said the air.

‘I am busy,’ said the sun.
‘All my planets, every one,
Know my work is never done.
I am busy, said the sun.

Sea and rain and air and sun,
Here’s a fellow toiler – one,
Whose task will soon be done.

Choosing A Bad Habit

A day contains different events, some are small repetitive, and others are just one timers, that’s all great and fine, but when doing one of those repetitive , we choose to force ourselves into the good ones ”or so we think” we like to increase our good habits area, but doing so, we sometimes miss the developing of a repetitive bad habit that integrates within our daily routine, and soon enough it becomes and independence, and when you do something so often for no reason, you'll need a very strong reason to stop doing it,  so to not reach that part, I’m choosing one for myself,

I'm not self destructive, but I’m preventing a disaster, so I'm choosing the bad habit instead of it choosing me.