When I was born to life with a scream, I had no thought of any sort that it holds for me a bunch of laughter as much as a reasonable amount of tears!
No one can predict what his own life-path may lead, even though we would be the selectors, the arbiters, and the source of everything around us. We, as humans, are subject to alteration and fits of mood. Circumstances do shape our actions, influences necessarily affect our reason, and pressure plays the inevitable role to conduct the routes of change.
Our search for stability is not bounded by any limits, but the eyes see what the hand can not reach.
Through the different experiences that marked my childhood and adulthood, and which I can neither label as positive nor negative, I witnessed happiness in its widest forms and was relished with its merriest hues.
My mind recalls handful of photos that fixate the memory of gaiety. From my infancy to my manhood, the feeling of being lucky, cherished, protected, and eyed is totally fluent and vivid. But progressing with such a sentiment made me comprehend the importance of touching this awareness and appreciating it. The idea stroke me when I was in an immense state of cheerfulness for I am passing through something that has never crossed my life before. Something that I was not waiting nor expecting. And this abrupt state, this sudden situation, just gave spur to my energy and unleashed my
Dragons of Love.
Is it unsafe to ultimately unlock the so-long preserved heart? Who knows?
One is not but a test. A test is not but a game. A game is not but sequences. Sequences are not but patterns. And patterns do create Life.