Tag Archives: Wisdom

Faith

You need to be patient, dad always cautioned her. She was damn tired of hearing about his so-called wisdom. His talk of patience did nothing to save mom. He kept asking Cad to have some faith, that Guide and the … Continue reading

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Fly High, Soar Far

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Words for Thought.

Those who always look up forget to look down and trip on the obstacles which truly require attention.

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Wise Guy

We all knew him as the Wise Guy, both metaphorically and literally. He always seemed to act out of the ordinary compared to the rest of us but I guess thatís what we respected about him, he always did something … Continue reading

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Words for Thought.

It is not that failure is not an option, it is if that to fail will yield experience for a future success. If one fails, learn from the mistake to provide a success the next time around.

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Words for Thought.

Incomplete information desires full attention. One will surely miss something basing judgement only upon half-completed knowledge.

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Words for Thought.

Those that walk can relish in their victories. Those that run find little luxury after obtaining their goals.

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A Cautionary Poem.

Bide your time, you may never see it, That one day where everything changes. Killed in a car accident, shot during crime, Everyday is a sacred day in time.

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Words for Thought.

It is easier to create noise and stir chaos than it is to form silence and build peace.

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Words for Thought.

For all mortal flaws there should lie a flawless act of peace. The cycle of hatred begins at the throw of a fist and ends at the corners of a smile.

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