A Beautiful Thing

The World is a Beautiful place. It is filled with Beautiful people.

The irony is that I am devoted to developing myself and extending my own circle of influence. And yet as I do so, I recognise how utterly powerless I really am. As my circle of influence increases, so does it also decrease.

In this world are forces so beyond my comprehension that I cannot begin to fathom them. But I am utterly humbed in their wake. And I defer totally to the power of our creator.

I might not be making sense so I shall go and lie down.


Be cool.


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