Some say that there is an easy road and a hard road to take, as if destiny
ever gives you a choice.
We imagine a million roads and break them down to two, and still we end
up where we were always meant to be, still there exists only one road and we
always walk it, because destiny demands it.
How many times have tried to walk around a war, only to find myself
crawling out of the trenches covered in these loud memories?
How many times did I walk straight into the face of my fears, expecting
to be cut down for the arrogance of my will, only to find myself witnessing the
submission and head-down stance of my enemies?
Our lives will always be give and take, and not everything will be an
equal trade.
Working hard does not guarantee success, and complaining does not fill or
silence your greedy problem, this problem that wants your time, your faith,
your happiness, even your hope.
There is no schedule or time for anything, it all happens on the ever
moving and ever changing clock of your life. This clock that ticks away in
silence and moves from your destiny alone.
You will always wake up when you are meant to, struggle when you have
to, laugh when you must, and cry when it is necessary.
You will always be on time, even if you think you are not, because our
lives will always be written by a force we cannot control, because our lives
are all written by the hand of chaos and the impersonal universe.
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