I sense that WALLS like battlements enclose their own stories. It’s eerie that I may possibly have thought about that so but it is how it is. I walked into this wall in a parking lot. I was immediately fixed to its insignificant colour and charm. Don’t get me off beam as I am not insane. I am just fascinated in this ordinary thing that in some way finds itself magical in my very eyes.
Perhaps this wall had a cheerful story for it made me leap for joy.

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ReplyDeleteDaisaku Ikeda: Life is a struggle, and ultimate victory is only decided in its final chapter. That is why it's important not to grow conceited in victory or become disheartened in defeat. Those who keep pressing onward toward a goal with tireless patience and persistence win in the end.
ReplyDeleteVery nice. I will treasure that. :) Thank you! :)
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