Suppose all iPhone secret software gets on with remote control..and each one acts like a magnet..and is commanded by aliens from far..and have potential to explode..a series of shocks would be sent ..and all systems can be blasted..how can we control this kind of attack ? Every household has it..and they can read who owns which iPhone and where is it..like tracking..imagine..how vulnerable the entire earthling population would be..omg
PS🙂 I am from Mars
I Do feel like a failure :(((((((((((((((((((0:))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))…
I do ..yes..when I fail that’s when I am a failure.. even then I have a satisfaction within that I did try..only my effort and plan were not up to the mark or in correct not enough..something was missing..yep..for success to happen everything must fall into place in good time for the effort to realize..
Not always can I blame my shortcomings..others luck :)is a factor too; yep their good luck ..so..its true ..I feel like a failure sometimes when I see others equal to me..better in life..but then..let me try again I tell myself…my bad times may get tranformed to good times..
Am I A Book :)…
You pick me up and read me through.
Turning my pages of life with you.
Each an event as we stay together..
you like my story line and body line too..
curving and tilting..
erotic it seems like a dream..
but as the details are discovered and revealed..
You find another book with a glossy picture
and a seal.
You leave me on the desk,
and wrap your arms around that and walk away..
keep it cuddled in your arms as you read the lines so fine..
and I get lonely as I collect dust..
then a friend borrows me from you..
and you let go..
he then finds a good price for me..
and I get sold..
for a penny..
I finally end up at the recycle bin..
am I tin tin..
I keep on hoping you miss my story..
but someone had made a movie that is better than my print..
I must sink .
I think..when you believe in yourself, it not only makes you want to improve ,it gives confidence . It makes you a person making a statement to those who are around and surround you.
Dream about your future and think how to make it real, has a pleasure of its own..bringing smile on your face, lit it and keep it alive..make yourself worth your life. Some dreams are seen while others are fantasies , for real dreams are not seen daily.. when anyone tells you to stop dreaming…it means you were sleeping at work😉
Remember being polite and down to earth? Those days, when values were placed high. People were not using themselves as measure to evaluate, rather a system of values were important. The rules and regulations , were safety nets that helped us to control our-self.
Yes ,it is easy to give in to mood swings or heart desires. A very difficult situation when torn between need and wants. Needs are basics and wants tend to be unlimited. A venture into dreams that lead to wishes and ultimately lots of strides.
How much it is worth , why should we indulge and to what extent is it acceptable. The set regulations stemming from culture or religious beliefs, are taught and learned as life passes by , when cut from both the person becomes a wanderer , a free soul but ultimately a prisoner of self.
The self then dictates and whatever seems right is taken for granted to be correct, dangerous notions personal opinions based on whims or illusions then challenge facts, seems ridiculous ? Not odd. No.
I find many leading a life where the person has become “a god” to himself and then wants to rule or ridicule others . Self proclaimed more than god..in fact a creator of gods, making a mockery of God.
When you want to control or be in control of a situation , first learn to control yourself, the first thing to do is to self evaluate and find, where are you standing or not standing ? rather have fallen so low or flown so high that feet are no longer on ground to stand, walk or run. Perhaps now on Pluto🙂 Mars or Jupiter.Or maybe somewhere that is created by no one but you..hmmm
Raindrops you fall to tease
open my lips to taste that drop
and open my arms to hug oops nope
never cease to love rains…
want to feel it soak me again