Life is so ephemeral, that this day and all others could be nothing short of distress.
But tomorrow, the next day, could be your big break.
You may not anticipate tomorrow, but your apostle is coming soon. Not today, it
seems. But tomorrow.
Don’t make yourself your own privet apogee, growing and living for from
humanity. Don’t believe you will think or feel better about tomorrow. You won’t in
anyway be healed.
Aphorism is a brief statement of truth, and so is your smile, your first joy an love.
A dirge will be sung just for you. Your friends will cry just for you. God will help
you through your death, from the start to the last coming breath.
It is sullen to think suicide when you have not yet experienced tomorrow. The
possibility that tomorrow holds a greater hope, just the thought of the possibility should be
enough, should start some kind of effect. It is vulgar- nothing that should be thought of
carried out.
When you feel the drag of the next hour, the next day and how your next week will
treat you, think for the good. Take from it. Learn from it. Live it.
Today might be a pretense for tomorrow, but tomorrow has today’s advantages.
Mistakes are a memory, and the morning is something new. Today is a lesson, tomorrow
is the test.
Don’t contradict the outcomes tonight or the next morning. Don’t reiterate what
you have regretted. Annihilate what keeps you down- who is in control?
Set up something in your mind that you’’ never forget. Become a solitaire fortress-
become oblivious of outside distractions and temptations. Today is a one person meeting.
Promenade these thoughts in your dreams, and in your life. Share, learn and memorize
the,. Don’t let the negative hurt and the positive reprimand the depression beyond
comprehension.
Is it not habitual to breath, to wake every morning. Set aside a time in that time.
Seize the day in that second, that moment, that very desolate habitual time.
Prevail the day. Live the day. Seize the day, for tomorrow may never be.