A Flower for the Lost Souls
A flower for the lost souls
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You know what freaks me out?
Watching a child born of two people who are not sure of themselves. Yes, the child is here. But they do not know where the next meal will come from. Yes, they have been told that the lord provides, and that these children come holding their own plates in their hands.
But still, these parents have starved before. They have lacked. Everything they are right now is nothing but a product of dysfunction. But life is precious. And each one of us has a purpose. Which is a good thing.
And this freaks me out even more. Just walking with faith. Not being sure of ourselves or whatever will happen onto us the next hour.
Now that freaks me out.
I wanted to be sure. I wanted to know.
It scares me watching a kid grow up with sheer luck. Brought up in dysfunction. Grow up to be an adult. But still, not being sure of themselves. And not able to find themselves.
Every time a kid says,
"Get me a job"
It freaks me out.
You ask them
"What kind of a job?"
They don't know, and they are not specialized to do anything. They have no known skill, they are not conscious of themselves.
I have been here. That Sithole is the scariest place I have ever been into. This freaks me out even more, just the memories make me shiver.
Getting just "any job" is hard. Sometimes you are lucky. Other times you are not. After getting just "any job", now you work hard. You wake up every day dawn for work.
Now you are here, peanuts for a salary. Not enough to pay rent and buy food. Not enough to salvage a dime for your saving account. Hard work pays they tell you. So you work hard, from hand to mouth.
The biological clock is an ass!
And time flies. Five years have lapsed. You have worked day in day out a no progress!
Just paying rent and struggling to feed yourself.
Stuck now!
Turned 26!
You can't marry.
You can't advance your education and acquire a skill.
You are now incapacitated
Almost giving up.
biggest tragedy in life is not having poor parents. The biggest problem is not being able to find ourselves.
Even though, who your parent is might 100% determine who you turn out to be later in life. Everything you become is in your hands. Even though it's sad other times our parents matter.
Know thyself! You will change your world
Be a good parent, you will change your kid's world.
Not being able to maneuver in the world freaks me out.
This burnt up my soul for the better part of my life. Just thinking about it gives me a nightmare.
Don't sit there. Find thyself!
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