How do you feel when you blow off your ambition, are you fulfilled or do you feel like life is just a rendition. You’re just a big abstention; every prison is full of good intentions. You can’t look back at every time you tried, you never got enough momentum and it just died. Maybe momentum was just half the battle, you aren’t tired enough of just being another one of the cattle. Turn off the thinking you call rational; quit the phenomenon that’s gone international. Get your head out of the sand and realize this life of flavor has gone bland. This isn’t what you need, that’s not you talking, it’s greed. You can’t solve your problems by crying, it’s a process and it goes beyond trying. You put the goal out of your mind and before too long you’ll find a happiness of a different kind. It’s the stuff that makes life feel worthwhile; you’ll want life more than the latest style. Don’t look at your feet, hold your head tall, but don’t look too far, you’ll miss the brick wall. If you hit objection then you’re going in the right direction. Take life one day at a time, life isn’t a soap-box race, it’s a climb. Momentum was never your worry; throw yourself down a mountain and you’ll gain it in a hurry, your focus on discipline had become a bit blurry. It’s called endurance, and up on the mountain you won’t have much assurance. Condition your mind and don’t let yourself become blind. You’ll feel better with every inch you take, but don’t stop and rest, there’s a lot at stake. I know the rough edges can get old, but imagine this climb without a handhold. If it was smooth as glass it wouldn’t hurt so much, but how far could you get without a sense of touch. Just one final push, one final strain. It seems so pointless at times but think what you’ll gain. It all started with a thought, and look what it all brought. It opened up like a fountain, and now you’re climbing a mountain.
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