You don’t need to become a different person overnight. You just need to stop abandoning yourself every time things get difficult.
Choose discipline over excuses. Choose progress over perfection. Choose peace over proving yourself to everyone.
Your future self is being built by the small choices you make today. Keep going. Quietly. Consistently. For yourself…
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true; just this ’allah prefers strong believers in front of weak’ when you are ’a man should leave his walli walidayya and become one with his wifes and sex slaves’ it is like the question of al rahim; your qualities or MY qualities is not the difference.. when you ride a horse to the brim, you care about the horse more than yourself, even though you are riding higher.. in the same manner your criticism (the salt in it) is incorrect.. otherwise beautiful sentences
so i took a bus from the shit house into town.. ’go fuck yourselves’ was my last words, walking out the door, i thought of mathaluhum qama thali, in sura baqara and made sure to make it very obvious three times, first i told them after having a nice talk with my friends there which actually were quite many with quite high positions in the house which i termed as ’the shit house’ then i reiterated as i walked out the door turning around making the sign with my right hand of wsb literature.. time was 15;33 in the fucking afternoon.. i was not a mutherfucker; they had suddenly understood that.. then entering bus 568 i turned around before blipping my card, a blue card from a bank of mine which i was customer at, which had betrayed me in copenhagen once; leaving me stranded without a hotel room and food.. a girl in love with me which i met casusally with her girl friend at the counter payed my food.. that was the last i saw of copenhagen before my plane took a lift towards istanbul; ’thank God it did not fly to the other side of öresund’ i thought as i viewed out the window over öresund blue down there kilometers.. now it was some kilometres to upplands väsby station were i was going to take a train into stockholm central , and saunter around on town among my girls, which had gone crazy like they had been brain raped.. ’that is the they evil plan of sccccs double duckpond’ i thought ’dooms day scenario of flock cameras’; and with a blue card in my hand i gave them two more ’go fuck yourselves’ aimed at the shit house as a whole (not a hole, that is the whole point of the sentence)
”I have of late—but wherefore I know not—lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o’erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire—why, it appears no other thing to me than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man! How noble in reason! How infinite in faculty! In form and moving how express and admirable! In action how like an angel! In apprehension how like a god! The beauty of the world! The paragon of animals! And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me—no, nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.”