destiny
everybody seems to want to know what their future lies. some try to interpret the stars. others go for personality test that suggest what kind of jobs would suit them best. and then there are those who seek the advice of fortune tellers.
now instead of spending more money trying to find out what lies ahead for your future, think about this.
the human mind is very mysterious. any thought that is put into it by the concious, is worked upon by the subconcious. you tell yourself you're never gonna make it, you probably wun. you tell yourself this is just a small problem and very soon you'll find a solution.
get where i am going with this? its not up to the stars or that fortune teller to tell you what will happen to you in the future. its up to you. sure he may get a couple of predictions right, but how many times are they right anyways? and if the stars or the tellers are so good at predicting futures, why is it that they're not specific in their sayings?
think about it. if a fortune teller tells you that your life will neevr work out and it doesnt, are you gonna blame him for instilling such thoughts into your head or are you gonna blame yourself for letting those thoughts manifest?
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|11:57 am|
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what do you own?
three neighbours were talking when the subject of posessions came up. "i own a huge mansion!" one proudly proclaimed. "i own a successful farm!" said the second. "i have optimism," said the third quietly. his two neighbours laughed at him, for what good is possesion that cannot be seen or touched?
that night a huge storm struck. the storm destroyed the first neighbour's house. "what am i to do?" he cried. the storm ruined the second neighbour's crops. "what will i do?" he lamented. the storm also destroyed the third neighbour's home and farm. "hmmm, what should i do first?" he asked himself and then he began doing it. he rebuilt his home and replanted his crops.
his neighbours had been sitting this entire time, feeling sorry for themselves. but they watched their neighbour rebuild and they decided to ask him his secret. "it's no secret," the man said. "the only thing i own is what i think." the two neighbours suddenly understood, and with their third neighbour's help, they rebuilt too.
from then on, whenever they met, they did not talk about posessions. they talked about their blessings, and they shared them for what sense does it make to hold on to something you do not own?
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|5:01 pm|
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