I reckon life as a piece of art.It speaks for itself.Subjective,beautiful unpredictable and disorientate.As we walked to the white ,we might had blackened the path.And if we alked over the black path of our assumption,mayhap those dirty footsteps abruptly whiten the road itself.
Christopher Morley once mentioned,,'life is a foreign language;all men mispronounce it..'For those who had taken philosophy as an unimportant ingridient in life might just have a slight glimpse on the phrase.But after i dug deeper,pull my effort to make a loght inquiry on this case,I would have to take a seat next to him as a requisite of agreement.
My dearest friends and acquaintances,for moments in your life,take a time to ponder and reflect back your life history.Think of your actions in the past,don't diminish your scope by mere technical actions,but do embroide those verbs together with wise thoughts in your mind and emotion within heart..Soon you'll find the joy and a piece of appreciation in your future undertakings.
Once you have achieved high level of realization,I shall reckon you ought think and wondering of your privy life,surroundings mayhap cultures and few concernings that spin as the earth does.And by the time you enhanced life position,hinderance will only be your impermanent company....

