Monday, 6 April 2015


Nothing is too high for the daring of mortals: we storm heaven itself in our folly. This is not about our survival instincts, not about our hopes and disparities. Why can't we ante the greedy smug in you and me, though we seek no vengeance ere it damages our ambitions. Vain and pain we dwell upon and offer our desolation to those oppressed by poverty.

Help, give, respect and dignify a soul.

Still awaiting God-or for sure dreams impossible, our gutted wits wires away from the deity we pride. Rather prey upon a modern day robber robin, cheat and deceive each other to relentlessly watch the poor suffer. Thou heartless Caeser, upon the united peaks, your baracks have the fearful wrath, yet you sluggishly abet the rich to devour the cheers of the poor. 

No matter how carefully you plan your goals they will never be more than pipe dreams unless you pursue them with gusto.

Much ado about poverty whence you know not a nickel can change a moment of breadth. Call yourself Shylock? The word on the street, the destitute looks up to you, yet don't give in naivety. Don't give to the nitwits, see your blessings reach that destination and help shower it upon the suffering. Never too late to give, never too small to share and changing a life makes you the only living God we know. 

Ever so wearing, the greed protuberances of the heart of rocks, even we tug and toil amain, and get ourselves quite out of breath, without being able to stir the heavily heartless our dreams ever more hopeless. 

There is nothing more admirable than people who care far and wide, keeping a withered soul in mind, confounding their enemies, and delighting their friends.

Without ambition one starts nothing. Without work one finishes nothing. The prize will not be sent to you. You have to win it. The man who knows how will always have a job. The man who also knows why will always be his boss. As to methods there may be a million and then some, but principles are few. The man who grasps principles can successfully select his own methods. The man who tries methods, ignoring principles, is sure to have trouble.

And he that said that a horse was not dressed, whose curb was not loose, said right; and it is equally true that the curb can never play, when in its right place, except the horse be upon his haunches.