SuperNova Afterglow Spews Embers of Time

Lemonade Is A Byproduct

I'm handed, 'life isn't supposed to be easy' late in life. When my peers and parents glared at me if I got stuff wrong lifelong? I tried too hard when I could have just coasted and smiled all the while. But, I grimaced as if I my nose was one inch from that grindstone, and for no good reason?

Sure, pressure cedes a diamond. Are my diamonds really worth the effort?
God deals the cards. I just play them. If I try to hide an ace up my sleeve, I cheat myself.
But, we're taught that winners are what we want to be. We forget about being our best, leaving everything on the field when we play. It doesn't mean we lost at the end. It means we gave it our best, which is suppose to cede some kind of satisfaction. Try to find the proper setting for that.

Many, from their limited purview, try to shorten up the scope of things. It's broader than any of us can imagine. We can only learn so much in our lifetime and what good does it really do us in the end? We're given lemons, there's a stand you can open in front of your house, if you're a cute five-year-old kid. So, yeah. It doesn't all equate. That's my point.

Why try so hard to impress others. Their the ones in the limited purview. And, while you're looking around and I'm hanging around, you might catch a glimpse. But, we're too far apart to really come together and enjoy this thing called life, or writing. So, we live it alone in these tiny little apartments in our minds, web-related realities. Doesn't make any sense?

Irony. Now make lemonade before life ends. Otherwise, you won't have anything to savor after all the suffering.

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