I love this poem because it reminds me of two things. 1. The fact that I exist at all is a miracle and I should cherish it. 2. Despite my miraculous existence, I am still a speck, and i am entitled to nothing.
There's liberation in the fact that it's also a two-way street; we don't owe the universe, a god, a higher purpose, whatever it is out there.. any obligation, so we can follow our own compass. :)
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That's very humbling! The universe is neither cruel or kind. [i]All very true.[/i]
[c=#BF0000]But because of who you are, and I see it in you, you are given the means of overcoming the world. [/c] :)
Entitlement? No.
Empowered to have a balanced life (where you are prospered and problems are nothing but a slight burden)? Yes.
Two different things: one is a self-righteous, "you owe me" attitude, the other is a promise and ability given by "you know who".
[b]Remember that in the face of hopelessness.[/b] ;)
We should thank our parents for having sex at the right moment that made us. Any onother moment Would be a different sperm A different person Thank you God Thank you parents.
