SET ASIDE, NOT TAKEN

One old man said to me," when your friends are ahead in life, so are they in rites of passage and so do not hurry after them because if they truly started, then they will die before you."
That's not an option for pessimism but to remove the ladder from the feet of the optimist up there that he may not find it easy coming down._he remains on top.
The career you need is someone's bread winner. In his right time he will retire.
The lady isn't approving your proposal not because you are incapable but that she doesn't deserve you.
Money for the car isn't God's problem but to avoid that accident is his priority.
There is enough gift for everyone on earth, even twice as much. But time and chance happens to them in God's own season.
Youth of today have ambitious dreams not too great but too soon. Wanting to achieve without creating, making profits by cheating. It is only expedient that you walk towards your opportunity but the pathway matters.
God has hidden a chance per time for everyone. Just follow his trails.
Your opportunity is set aside and not taken by anyone.

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UnWILLING to Wail

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YOUR own PEN

Something mostly divine, Sometimes, it's ours to define. Unlike the plant called Vine, Destiny seldom has pine. And it is our duty to prune and refine. From the feet till we see the spine. It may be a good omen, To which we shout Amen. It might have a fault to mend or dirt to filter, Which might make us think that God did falter. But we can write our own destiny. Yes, we always do. Remember that road you used to the mill, The particular person you talked to, Has it not been your own will? When you wanted to learn, Even when in prayer you did yearn, You took that training seriously, And you passed out successfully, That was your own destiny. That was your pen on paper. When you write, no one can alter. I am the secretary of the God you don't know. Now wait while I print yours out to show. Written down by you as white as snow.

DREAMSCAPE

An experience of a walking life; Or thoughts of the day in motion at night, Flowing peacefully in spirit like a kite. Awaiting an Estimated Time of Arrival, In your heart’s own built terminal. You woke up from the thunderous snore, Just to realize you were in a slumber. But you vividly remember; The realities you did encounter, And how beautiful it was that you saw. So you shared your story in the morning, While you were still yawning. Yes you shared; With people of like-mindedness. And boom! you are a hit; A one time wander, Now a lifetime wonder, With whom everyone wants to sit, But your dreams, don’t let them plunder. You are now a champion, So go ahead my companion. Go ahead with that plan; Store as many as you can, If it can’t be frozen, just get it canned.

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