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This Street Hawker Taught Business to a Banker Like Me
"Never Judge The Book By Its Cover" How many times have you heard this phrase? I bet, at least once in your lifetime. But, I had the honor of experiencing it in my real life. And, that moment will probably stay with me forever.
By Kavi Kamat5 years ago in Motivation
Margins
The happiness I feel when I pick up a pencil and flow smoothly throughout the margins is magnificently inexplicable. It is a mental get-away on an invisible flight that ascends me to new heights unimagined by the normal mind. It is the reclined seats with no worries of disturbing the person behind me and if it does, so be it. Words can be a ginsu, slicing into the thinnest portions of minds that stand unprepared for its presence. Bliss revels within exuberance intertwining into a smile that emits a frozen pained expression of exhilaration. This happiness is innate. It cannot be manufactured. The pencil feels like it is apart of my anatomy as I write my observations, my emotions, my pain, my agony; my third eye becoming vulnerable through the point of the pencil. Heart pouring like the red wine that permeates its cherry aroma along with the apple cinnamon candle that burns at my tableside. I inhale the mixed scents, and exhale the fragrance of the slow sips taken prior. I am an inebriated Poet, my thoughts staggering an unstable, but beautiful script that can only be recited by my tongue. What can compare to this happiness? Nothing, as I continue to bless these margins with drunken thoughts, spewing my creative content all over the pages. "I am Eligance," I proclaim from the top of the world, shouting down at the masses of individuals who choose to listen. Open up your eardrums as my tongue will bless you in each way, giving you a taste of the mental levitation I feel each time I pick up a pencil. I can turn writer's block into a sexy poetic piece that enlightens the mind. When my eyes close, my third eye reveals a deep dive unto the ocean floor, divulging the contents for the individuals above the froth. I bleed happiness when the ink dries between these margins. It is a written orgasm that continues to thrust with consolidated impact. Inhaling my environment, I breathe out my natural emotions, whatever that may be in the moment. So you ask again apprehensively, what is happiness to me? Happiness is a state of mind when an individual can live outside the realms of reality momentarily in a created portal of the mind's eye. When it rains, it pours, so is the saying. I say, let it rain as I sit near the pane releasing my thoughts just like the droplets on the glass, cascading thoughts similar the precipitating visual. Happiness has become clear as day, even in stormy weather. As I write this, my mind moves in a poetic flow, taking me remotely away from my reality once the pencil is grasped. I foreplay with life, kissing it softly upon its nipples, exciting the clit of its opening, wetness accepting me with each thrust of my pencil, Satiating each space between those margins. As I wrote vehemently, passion implemented with each stroke, orgasmic sparks began to enunciate with each curve of the pencil between the margins. If I was placed on a cliff with that same pencil and paper, but with no parachute, my poetry would figuratively give me wings to soar above the potential perilous drop that ominously lies before me, dispelling fear of quick deadly descent. If I stared into the barrel of a gun during Russian roulette, my written word would fluctuate my thoughts past the impending click of trigger. Chamber empty or full, thoughts of bliss swirl in my head creating a new reality this world has yet to meet. Handshakes they have yet to initiate. You see, this happiness cannot be stolen, plagiarized, or duplicated. Innate in its natural form brings tears to the eyes, cascading to the lips bringing a pinch taste of sodium. If only I could lend my perspective to the depressed of soul, this would surely cleanse them inside out like a laxative, bringing them a new ingredient for the eye drop for their third eye. Rest assured, this happiness has been sparked years ago. It has been consolidated and exalted with a crown upon its head. They say there is strength in numbers, but I irreverently disagree. There is strength in confident solitude. The ability to be comfortable in one's own silence. Blocking out the world and breathing in your blemishes, excuses, weaknesses, and then exhaling rectification, implementation and reflection. As I gaze at the luminous surface of the waters with a full comprehension of my happiness when I write, I know for sure this: Nothing can stop me when I put my pencil to it.
By Eliman Jeng5 years ago in Motivation
Smart is not something you Are… Smart is something you Become.
Whenever there is any new challenge on the horizon, we tend to measure our worth with our present abilities. We judge ourselves based on the things that we are apt to do. Those challenges become mightier if our present abilities are unable to overcome them.
By HBR Patel5 years ago in Motivation
I Adopted 8 CEOs’ Habits for a Month – This Is How My Life Changed
Psychologists have found that the way you act, or behave, influences the way you think and feel far more than the average person would expect. That’s why I believe positive actions can have a greater impact than positive thoughts, and when you combine the two you feel unstoppable. I bring this up because, for the longest time, I would act negatively: going to sleep when the sun rose, barely eating, procrastinating everything, etc. It wasn’t until I saw my emotional and mental stability deteriorate when I thought “hey, maybe I need to switch things up.”
By tanamá5 years ago in Motivation
The true colors of black girl magic ✨
When I was born. I was a little black baby girl! My mom said that my hand came out first as if I was reaching for the world. For as long as I can remember I have always been a lover of everything that is art . Well we all know that when it comes to art, color is very often the very first part! I can remember being a child in grade school art class , and knowing early on that I loved bright colors
By Seyedah5 years ago in Motivation
From a “Low-Achiever” to a Psychology Professor
I’m from Taiwan, a small island next to mainland China. With an area of a little more than half of West Virginia, we squeeze a population bigger than Florida. When I was a kid, to get into senior high schools or colleges, one should pass the annual entrance exams. Many had spent years taking them. I guess in our Asians’ minds, education is too precious a resource not to be shared by everyone.
By Markz Chu5 years ago in Motivation
Pieces create the Puzzle
Ripped-up clothes from hand for my often naked Barbie dolls started the very foundation for my story. I came from humble beginnings in a provety stricken neighborhood in Saint Louis, MO. Due to the lack of resources all of my life came down to reworking an environment to make something new and valuable from things that may not have been previously. Hole in your jeans? Now you have a nice new pair of winter shorts. Shirt shrunk in the wash? Cut it to make a new crop top.
By Rose 🌹 Qortz 5 years ago in Motivation
HOW TO BE SUCCESSFUL?
DESIRE The human mind can achieve the things it can think or believe. Let see one short story… A young man asked guruji the secret of success , guruji asked him to meet him on the banks of river the next morning. The next day the young man reached the banks of river to meet guruji, so guruji asked him to walk towards the river. When the water reached their neck , guruji suddenly dipped the young man's head in the water. The young man started splashing to get out of the water, but guruji was very strong. They kept the young man submerged under the water. When the head of young man started reading blue, guruji only took him out of the water. The young man first took a deep breath in the air as he came out of the water. guruji ask man, "when you were under water, what did you feel was the most needed ?" The young man answered- "air." Guruji said ," that's the secret of success. When you have the same strong desire desire to achieve success as if it was for the air inside the water then you will get success.
By Yash darji5 years ago in Motivation
Hitting 10K Reads On Vocal
I remember when I first discovered vocal.media... The year was 2018, Donald Trump was halfway through his rein as President, My wife and I were on the verge of separating for the second time, my daughter had just turned 2 years old, and I had finally decided what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. I made several different attempts to establish my life's career but each resulted in one disappointing failure after another. Then finally, as if in some kind of light bulb over head moment, I came to the realization that throughout the course of my entire life, I have had a passion for writing. I had always been the wormiest of book worms and on their had been a multitude of occasions where an idea for a potential book manifested within my mind. I even remember attempting to actually begin writing them on one or two occasions. However, It wasn't until that pivotal awakening moment in 2018 that my pursuit to become both a famous and successful writer/author evolved into a serious endeavor.
By Carlos Guerra5 years ago in Motivation
