People come and go. They either heal or break us. We cross paths to fulfil a purpose. When that purpose is fulfilled, they leave. If they break us, then a lesson is learnt in the process. People are seasons. They aren’t meant to last forever. Just like summer, fall, winter, and spring don’t last forever. They come and go. Have you ever seen what happens to stagnant water? Water stagnation – Wikipedia It is very dangerous and can be considered a hazard. I believe that people should allow their water to never become stagnant. They should try their best to grow. I don’t want to keep anyone from being the best possible human. I don’t want people to hang around me and limit themselves if they know that they should be somewhere else fulfilling their spiritual goals. I’ve seen what happens when someone settles. It’s not pretty. I know too many people that allowed themselves to become stagnant due to someone else. I constantly want the best for people. It’s not necessary for them to remain in my presence. I know that their spiritual purpose is way bigger than me.
People: Seasons
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I'm a child borne of the opposite worlds of pragmatism and idealism. Since a tender age, I've learnt that optimism is not personality trait, but rather a discipline. I see myself as a bridge mediating between people and ideas, across cultures and beliefs. If maturity means being a cynic, if I have to extinguish the flames within myself that is naïve and romantic - the fire that gives my eyes the spark others notice - to claim maturity, is it not better to die young but with my humanity intact? Come join me in this exploration to grow younger each day. View all posts by hybrididealistpragmatist
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