If the ultimate goal of life is to age and become useless for society… why should we be mortified by sacrifices and renunciations during our lives?
You have to live fully, live the best every day.
You do not have to give up, fight the difficulties: in the course of your day, do every single action with joy and desire to give you the best of yourself, even in cleaning the glass of a window.
Dreams will are realized, but working hard with dedication on all the other details of everyday life.
I wonder: all those born in wealthy families and for that reason they do not know the tribulations of poverty…
When they break their nail polish at party they exclaim: “What a cruel world!” because I sincerely fear this is the biggest problem that I have to face in life.
Those people born rich will be born with the blessing of Sky and they will never realize how much poverty is a condemn to non-life.
That desire that can not be repressed: Get up on the tip of the feet and watch the world around you and then start traveling, on the beaches, at the top of the mountains, in magical cities.
To live and not just exist, the immense desire to enjoy every drop of life, at best, every day.
And it takes so much money to do it and for this reason it remains a privilege of few and the world does not go on: it does not evolve, it does not change, it remains fossilized in the bliss of a few who are often not worthy of such fortune.
When they tell you that life is a sacrifice, they are bubbling of you: life is a gift and must be lived to the best.
The beauty of a sunny day; the charm of travel; the conquest to be master of our time; the joy of every detail of a day, lived in full.
What is the sense of sacrificing such a beautiful gift, not by living it in the name of the sacrifices that other people have to make to you, but which they will never do first?
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
by Lize Bard
Tales from the mouth of a wolf