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I don't know what brought you to my site, but maybe you believe as I do that everything happens for a reason. As you continue to read on, you may sense a knowing that it is your time to accelerate past, those old patterns that keep you stuck. I was always very sure of what I wanted to do when I was a kid. It was very comforting and I was filled with the purpose of that aim. Sure, the actual thing I was going to do changes every 2 or 3 times as I progressed but the certainty of the chosen thing stuck with me for those few years until it morphed. Shortly before I left school and was due to enter the world of work I lost that sense of certainty. I had begun to ask questions about life and the meaning of it all -- and I began seeking the ultimate purpose and my particular 'mission', my ideal work.

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Having a peculiar capacity to see myself in all kinds of situations, I rapidly became very confused and remained in that confusion for many time. Even today I still feel it, like a cloud obscuring my future. I looked for someone to solve this dilemma for me. Someone who could tell me the secret of my life. In an amazingly short time I went from being in an unhealthy relationship to finding my life partner but it doesn't work well that way. I always believed there was but one sky. Though blind to the future, I take the road not marked on my map. I believe there'll be a new sky somewhere beyond loneliness and our footsteps continue under separate skies. "Sayonara", I told him, til' our fate reunites. Afew months back I quit my job that was draining all my energy. The more I looked for The Answer, the less likely it seemed I would ever find it. And all my looking, all my waiting for the answer to manifest, led me to what to most is the obvious answer: There is no purpose. Life couldn't give a flying fig of what I do. The only purpose life 'cares' about is procreation... my biological purpose is to procreate and further the continuation of the species. Do I just roll over and die?

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All of a sudden I was able to do the things that I wanted with my time. So I find myself in this scrumptious moment - right NOW! - realizing that "Life" doesn't care what I do (I know that by the fact that I can choose to do or not to do). Not only that but really my family, friends and associates don't care what I do. Because everyone is living the ME experience and can never really totally care about someone else's choices. Other people come and go, but "I" remain. So, the only person who really cares what I do and what happens to me... is ME! Everyone is on their own special journey that we call life, but as different as each journey is, there is an underlying map that ties every journey together like the rivers that connect the small streams to the ocean. The fact that you are here searching for answers means that you are ready to take action. There is no reason to settle for something less than what you want your life to look like. Earlier to this, I noticed that I was hypersensitive to senseless noise. I regularly yell at noisy things. I drive without the radio on, and this unnerves people who know me well, as I am normally a chatterbox. But sometimes the joy of being a chatterbox is in those times you are silent. I like silence just as well as I like the sound of my own voice. I like hearing my own thoughts. I like stillness, and being alone doesn't unnerve me as badly as it does other people. Silence allows me to be more of myself, and when you are no longer afraid of that, that's when you discover that you have the room to think, to grow, and to be. So, in a way, I welcome the prospect of temporary deafness. It saves me from having to disembowel people on a regular basis, and best of it all, it keeps me sane in a society obsessed with noise. So keep track on what makes you happy and be progressive. Don't learn to do, but learn in doing. Let your falls not be on a prepared ground, but let them be bona fide falls in the rough and tumble of the world.

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duo xie pengyu

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