“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?”

Dream about what you will become and forget about failures past. You don’t need a mantra, a false icon. Be improving always, until the very last.

If you’re feeling down and times are blue, Remember this and know its true.  Tomorrow you can always start anew. A new day to seize, positivity your virtue.

Rise up like the empires before. Tell tales of great obstacles overcome. Show others their true glory; and tell them it’s never over, it’s only just begun.

Rule over the rising sun. To thy greatest self be true. You must master the morning. Or the day will master you.

Will you try being a minimalist? Reduce the clutter, the daily list? A clean blank page, room for something new. Darkness to Light, half a life you could have missed.

White balloons floating away. Expel the energy wasters, they just prey. Move from the clutter, the haze. Clear pearlescent white from the grey.

A warrior that never stops. A fire in mind, forever fighting. No surrender during war or peace. Only in death the sweet release, finally subsiding.

When all has failed and you have given up, And not a glint left in your eye. Pick yourself up and start again, Say to yourself: “life is short and one day I’m going to die”

Numbers on a screen for merit, A falsehood of an ideal you. Roll the dice and pay your price. A great pride in your work you must pursue.

They all walk by on the grey path. Different stories on the move. Their eyes reveal it all, who’s lights diminished? Who has something left to prove?

Will you tell yourself it’s not true, when those around you all doubt? Will you believe in the power? Cast your net, pay your debt and to yourself be devout.

Will you preach to your former self? Leave your old habits on the shelf? shed the skin of days gone by. A human butterfly.

I started chasing excellence, And they started chasing me. You’re trying to impress the unworthy. I’m on the path, no hesitation. I have all the belief.

Will you seize the day or waste it away? The finitude of time always on the mind. Will you see your future glory, or will you still remain blind?

Endure and overcome. Pay no heed to what others have done. Unless they have achieved unspeakable things. Unless they have vision, see the way you see. Rather die on your sword a hero, than die on your knees.

Thoughts on a tapestry. Colour or black and white. A brush, a pen, A flash of light. Ideas flowing soon, about to take flight.

While we were at rest, Christ was in rescue mode. While we were doing nothing, He was doing EVERYTHING. He was down in the depths of the earth fighting for our freedom.

If we command our wealth, we shall be rich and free; if our wealth commands us, we are poor indeed.

Break me. Until there’s nothing left and I’ll be free.

It is ordained in the eternal constitution of things, that men of intemperate minds cannot be free. Their passions forge their fetters.

The best things in life are free. And it is important never to lose sight of that. So look around you. Wherever you see friendship, loyalty, laughter, and love there is your treasure.

How can we be “free” as conscious agents if everything that we consciously intend is caused by events in our brain that we do not intend and of which we are entirely unaware? We can’t.

Mathematics is entirely free in its development, and its concepts are only linked by the necessity of being consistent, and are co-ordinated with concepts introduced previously by means of precise definitions.

There is light in you that only burns wild when its free. And if you want to be free, truly free, you will have to let go of the notion that you were meant to make everyone happy.