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Apr 2016
When I hear people say
" I want to take my life back to a time when it was much simpler."

I follow up and ask,
"Why in the world would you want to live such a simple life?"

I for one, would prefer to struggle,
find a present solution and copeβ€”
Life is never going to be plain Jane and easy.
Ask yourself, when did something good in life come easy?
If we find truth and acceptance finding the light in darkness we will find success.
If we let ourselves dwell in the past letting it control us
Mourning over what once was and what could have been
We waste days, months, even years trying to relieve the grievances of the past
Dwelling, descending, succumbing, ignoring the realization that

Life moves on within a dualityβ€”
Warm and subtle
like blood pouring from a wound
And as cold as the hands
that swing the blade.
Joe Adomavicia
Written by
Joe Adomavicia  Connecticut
(Connecticut)   
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