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Our lives will make more meaning if we live it fully. Living it full entails honoring every second by revealing our feelings to the world. I walk the ranks of men and I see some, afraid to show love. Others too proud, putting on their ego as burning garments that never quench.
Time is beautiful, God’s gift to us to makes us responsible. To keep us in check. It is quite sad that we do not know what we have until we lose it. It is funny how a man suffers all his life with no help from family or friends. But his burial is a pricey ceremony of friends and enemies, giving a pep talk of his life on earth. What good is it now? I observe that the best deeds of a man are recited at his burial ceremony. Also, that much love is shown to a corpse or a man on his deathbed. This makes me ask a question. Where is the love for the man who is alive and well?
There is no better time to love than now. Take the chance to melt someone’s heart with a smile. Laugh more, hug more, appreciate more, help, give, share, cherish, respect, adore, tell someone the truth of how much you love them and how much you love their work. Tell me, what harm can this do? What harm can love do? Do this because time is unpredictable, a wild ride, we never know our next stop. One thing I know is the ride of time is beautiful, only with love as its wheel.
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