To be bound by imitation is to live a life of mediocrity.
Escape while you can. Tap into the uniquity that resides within you today. Commune with the creator who takes up residence in your heart and in your mind, and surprise the world with yet another moment of superb genius.
Attach passion to everything that you do, every word that you write, and every syllable that you speak.
Do not fellowship with the dead. Oh, yes, they walk, they talk, they squawk, but they are as parrots who simply repeat what others have uttered. There is nothing original about them at all. And within their utterances there is no soul. Their skeletons lack flesh. Their soil lacks nutrients. Their air lacks oxygen.
Bring with you – in all you do or say – trace elements that enrich and empower those with whom you meet. Never leave those whom you touch poorer for the experience. In contrast, may they leave your presence filled to overflowing, busting, gorged, stuffed – replete.
Don’t be as those who drain the very life out of those around them.
Flood. Drench. Drown.
They will not perish. They will in fact thirive and come back for more, because they have spent time in the presence of one who refuses to imitate.
Escape while you can. Tap into the uniquity that resides within you today. Commune with the creator who takes up residence in your heart and in your mind, and surprise the world with yet another moment of superb genius.
Attach passion to everything that you do, every word that you write, and every syllable that you speak.
Do not fellowship with the dead. Oh, yes, they walk, they talk, they squawk, but they are as parrots who simply repeat what others have uttered. There is nothing original about them at all. And within their utterances there is no soul. Their skeletons lack flesh. Their soil lacks nutrients. Their air lacks oxygen.
Bring with you – in all you do or say – trace elements that enrich and empower those with whom you meet. Never leave those whom you touch poorer for the experience. In contrast, may they leave your presence filled to overflowing, busting, gorged, stuffed – replete.
Don’t be as those who drain the very life out of those around them.
Flood. Drench. Drown.
They will not perish. They will in fact thirive and come back for more, because they have spent time in the presence of one who refuses to imitate.
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