Zivry

Just read life Read it's tales Read, it's a book Embezzle it's truth Learn from tales Make chronicles when scaled Let nothing surprises you Plan to the depths Let everything be yours Your actions Your victories Your lessons No surprises All in appendix All tabled All executed Know the future Dig your foundation Dig it deep Real, real deep Build a tower Touch the stars Steal some stars Give to your kids Your children should inherit substance Let people look up to your tower Go there for refuge Let it's impact be felt Touch the nations Leave a legacy Let it speak for generations Let the Holy Ghost lead you Experience could kill you Excessive thought make you insane He's the EXTRAORDINARY STRATEGIST He would take you through the shadow valley And the dark Mountain The valley of death The mount of hawks He's the boss As you sour on his wings of eagle Right above the clouds You realize The world is small It's problems s...

Rejection, the reason I never wanted to fall in love. Too many sleepless nights. Occupied by useless thoughts. Not dreams just thoughts. I hope she's alright. Hope she feels half the way about me like the way I feel bout her. If I told her, what would happen? Or should I go this way? Or should I tell her like this? Or I should just play along and be friends while my heart burns for her? Or should I let go and face the consequences? Then still my heart for a while? If I told her would my fate be same with the predecessors? An action would need to be taken before I burn out? Am I under a spell? Why did I fall? More like, why did I get to know her? Why did I meet her at first? Where did I go wrong? Where did I lose my guard? Have I become human? What's up with me? Or this one's special? Or this one was made to crumble me? Or this 1 was sent to crumble me? Now I don't wanna be with no one else. Now I just want to be alone. Never to be part of a co...

Kin'yo, an officer of the 2nd rank had a brother called the high priest Ryogaku, an extremely bad tempered man. Next to his monastery grew a large nettle tree which occasioned the nick name people gave him. The Nettle-tree High Priest,"That name is outrageous, " said the high priest, and cut the tree down. The stump still being left, people referred to him now as the Stump High Priest. More furious than ever, Ryogaku had the stump sighed up and thrown away. But this left a big ditch. People now called him the Ditch High Priest. Essay in Idleness, Kenko, Japan. 14th century. Imagine a pond of fish. The waters are clear and calm, the fish well below the surface. Stir the waters they emerge. Stir it some more and they've angry, arising to the surface, biting whatever comes near including a fresh baited hook. Just like the fish so are hot tempered and arrogant opponents, crude in decisions easily baited in rough waters.

Some times you've got to leave the good for the greater good, be the villian to save the girl. Hit the ground to touch the sky. Do wrong to make it right. You got to look ahead and forfeit now pleasures. Be heartless to let wrong emotions go. You've got to walk alone to make a difference. You've got to be silent to observe the hawk.  Fake your acts to bewilder the snake. Quiet as dove but dangerous as scorpion. You've got to prune the tree from its branch, let go of the boys and take the boss. Handle the hard ones the light ones will succumb. Know priorities and handle them first. If you can't take the rest and the audience are disappointed. Take the blame and be a man. Please your long-term and the short term is included. The lesser is included in the greater. Be a man of wise choices. Besides, maturity calls.

A FOOL AND A WISE MAN A wise man, walking alone was being bothered by a fool throwing stones at his head. Turning to face him, he said: "My dear chap, well thrown!  Please accept these few francs. You've worked hard enough to get more than mere thanks. Every effort deserves it's reward. But see that man over there? He can afford more than I can. Present him with some stones: they'll earn a good wage. " Lured by the bait, the stupid man ran off to repeat the outrage on the other worthy citizen. This time he wasn't paid in money for his stones.  Up rushed servants of the other wealthy man; and seized him and thrashed him and broke all his bones. In the courts of kings there are pests like this, devoid of sense: they'll make their master laugh at your expense. To silence their cackle, should you hand out rough punishment? Maybe you're not strong enough. Better persuade them to attack somebody else, who can more than pay them back. Jean De LA Fontaine...