“Think deeply on your future. Think lightly on your day, tread gently on your strife. The mind a season changing. Tomorrow could be summer, each day a new life.”

Turn words and thoughts into finished works. Chase greatness, not the temporary fix. Believe in your glory, always. Some days will be great, some days amiss.

Will you be stubborn, full of patience. When all around you rush? Today you built a piece of your future. Will it ever be enough?

Who will you bring into battle? Who will blindly follow your lead? No questions asked, no hesitation. Have your back regardless, all doubts paid no heed.

Go forth and attack, don’t hesitate and wait. For its always yours to win. Take what you want out of life. Is a life truly lived, if a life is without sin?

You have everything you need, For pastures new, greater things. Thoughts to grow, new bonds to seed. Be not what they want, be what sets you free.

The war on yourself, Never in total comfort or surrender. Chase your dreams daily. Margin for failure, success, A turning point so slender.

Unravel and travel, forward you must go. Don’t look back and dwell on failures past. You don’t need a quote, a false idol or a flow. For one day you will discover, as above so below.

Only those that improve you. That fuel you and move you. Together rising up, only seeing the real deal. In tandem, dreams you will pursue.

Unleash the power within. Cultivate your land with fields of gold. A hidden power you never knew, Watch the greatness unfold.

Love the work, love its worth. Distractions everywhere, interfering. Slowing down the train. Learn to love it daily, the rest leads to pain.

Chase perfection. Come as close as can be. Ignore the weak naysayers. They are trapped and you are free.

Who will be your lighthouse? who will guide you on this journey at sea? Who will lead you towards shipwreck? Who do you need to let free?

It comes from within no need for iron, a gym, Mental reps of struggle But up in here, failure is a sin.

I saved a spider from death. Stuck on the smooth white curvature, Almost drowning in the bathtub of regret. Eight eyes looking up at me, a face he will never forget.

Will you voyage out, will you venture? Will you plunder all the gold? Will be as wise as you are brave and bold? Only beasts can do it alone, truth be told.

Mental health or existential wealth? Is the sacrifice worth the reward? Don’t sell your soul for fools gold, The real riches you must move toward.

I’ve got so much in my brain and I want to change the way we think sometimes.

Every day is an opportunity for a new life. Every day you stand at the tipping point of your life. And on any one day you can change the future – through the way that you feel.

Every day is an opportunity for a new life. Every day you stand at the tipping point of your life. And on any one day you can change the future – through the way that you feel.

Don’t be afraid to take time to learn. It’s good to work for other people. I worked for others for 20 years. They paid me to learn.

Every single second is an opportunity to change your life, because in any moment you can change the way you feel.

I laughed. Partly at the joke, partly at how Afghan humor never changed. Wars were waged, the Internet was invented, and a robot had rolled on the surface of Mars, and in Afghanistan we were still telling Mullah Nasruddin jokes.

Going out of style isn’t a natural process, but a manipulated change which destroys the beauty of last year’s dress in order to make it worthless.

I opened my mouth, almost said something. Almost. The rest of my life might have turned out differently if I had. But I didn’t.