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One Block of Clay

One simply cannot find their identity, as it is their burden to establish it. It was our lord, who provided us with the essentials, family, relationships, religion, and caste, but from here on out were alone, as we embark on a lifelong journey. Building an identity is one’s destiny but just as you would mold a block clay, you shape the inception of your identity. It is from the moments we cherish, and the experience we gain, in which we discover our identity Have faith in your destiny, for it is what allows us to become one with our identity. This is your destiny; you need to believe, because this is no mystery, and as you approach your destiny, one ultimately bears the astonishing mark of victory.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 2/3/2016 12:51:00 AM
great thoughts. thank you for sharing. LINDA
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Date: 2/2/2016 10:26:00 PM
well expressed. XOX -SKAT-
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