Sometimes

Sometimes 

Sometimes in the journey of life that we travel we meet people, people who can shape our destiny, people who can crush our destiny; people who can wish your dead and people like you; people who can read this and understand the essence of life.

Sometimes life is an interesting book to read, a story to read by one self and not to be told, a book to read all the lines and not for fun or just for the covers. We understand people by what they don’t do and not by what they do, all because they might feel pressurized to do or obliged to do what they do to either their loved ones or their hated ones. 

In life sometimes we lose hope to live but we are pushed to live by the fact that life is interesting and fun to live when one is alive that when one is dead.

The most intriguing fact of life is there is more to live for than not to live for, the most interesting part is that most people don’t know why they live, but come to imagine why you were born and what life would be without you.

Sometimes the fact that our future is gauged by or past, its not automatic that our life is paged on the past, if some people like Oprah, Thomas Edison, and many more made it, so can you, imagine if the Jesus of the good book was to be defined by the past, a small unknown family down the Jerusalem, a carpenter for that sake! Imagine with all the misfortunes in life, wanted to be killed so many times and still made it. All is valid and never misjudge why you live and what you live for.

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