I’m just bored
I’m just bored
This is the true joy in life
That being used for a purpose recognized by other as mighty one.
That being a force of nature instead of a feverish,
Selfish little cold of aliments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making me happy.
I am of the opinion that my life belongs to no one and as long as I live it…….
I don’t want to be thoroughly used up when I die for the harder I work the more I live. Life is no brief candle to me.
It’s a sort of splendid torch which I’ve got to hold up for the moments and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible…
Sometimes when I consider what
Tremendous consequences come from little things……
I am tempted to think….
There are no little things…… in my world
Things which matter most must never be at the mercy of things….
This is the true joy in life
That being used for a purpose recognized by other as mighty one.
That being a force of nature instead of a feverish,
Selfish little cold of aliments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making me happy.
I am of the opinion that my life belongs to no one and as long as I live it…….
I don’t want to be thoroughly used up when I die for the harder I work the more I live. Life is no brief candle to me.
It’s a sort of splendid torch which I’ve got to hold up for the moments and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible…
Sometimes when I consider what
Tremendous consequences come from little things……
I am tempted to think….
There are no little things…… in my world
Things which matter most must never be at the mercy of things….
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