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The Tough Terrain and the Tender Tourist

Life is a journey, sometimes it's juicy, sometimes stormy, the more we live, the more we walk inn gloom and glory some focus on the storm and they end up coming last, some keep loitering around and the end up on the ground. Life is a journey, some are so lazy or proud to start simple, and they end up being used as a bad and bitter example, those who walk amiss are either a warning or wake up call, those who wait for a perfect start often end up staying small. Life is a journey, with many bus-stops and one terminal, at every stop, you will found simple and special signals; but some men are blindfolded by fun, that they could not see they end up taking the wrong direction...and ask "why me"? Some road users are destroyed for lack of knowledge, they rush into the road without learning what it takes, life is a technical terrain, learn or you will get lost, perseverance is the price, and a life crash is the cost... Focus is the rule of the transit, slow or smart, forge ahead, keep moving, no stopping, but watch...bumps ahead. Look out for traffic lights, traffic officers...and pot holes, so many warning ahead, why worry about broken boles. Tighten your seat belt, the road is so rough...and smooth, learn to face each day with whatever it brings, gloom or glow, life is simple: live to love, laugh, learn and leave a legacy, Let honesty, integrity, hope and hospitality be your policy

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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