Let it be
The Beatles, in one of their most beautiful songs, sum up my text today: people have got to let it be! Life is much simpler than it looks like (for people with basic life conditions, obviously). One of the reasons life’s good is because you never know what will happen, or how you are going to face a fact or an embarrassing situation. There’s no need to arrange everything or be mad when a little situation don’t follow your plans. Of course some things need to be organized, but the ‘not knowing’ what’s going on is very good as well, just go with the flow or play in the hey. (friends addition).
There are things in life that you just can’t control then. There are not your fault, of mine, or anyone’s, they just happen. Can you control what people think of you, the weather, or the traffic? That’s my point, you can’t. So how are you going to be mad of something that is not you decision?
Things fall from tables or buildings, it rains when you just don’t want to, people keep on knocking you out or gossiping about your best friends and that outfit won’t fit. There’s no need to be mad or angry.
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be :D
ps: Inspiration- two days ago I was really pissed of, walking in the rain, at night. But when I looked to the shy I realized how beautiful the night was (the moon was perfect) and how I was loosing all this because of my anger.
There are things in life that you just can’t control then. There are not your fault, of mine, or anyone’s, they just happen. Can you control what people think of you, the weather, or the traffic? That’s my point, you can’t. So how are you going to be mad of something that is not you decision?
Things fall from tables or buildings, it rains when you just don’t want to, people keep on knocking you out or gossiping about your best friends and that outfit won’t fit. There’s no need to be mad or angry.
Speaking words of wisdom, let it be :D
ps: Inspiration- two days ago I was really pissed of, walking in the rain, at night. But when I looked to the shy I realized how beautiful the night was (the moon was perfect) and how I was loosing all this because of my anger.
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