i should be kinging

pen's mightier power leaves me sorrow for the blades of this world, but that's just because of my weak spot for those who become weak indeed. if the word could describe a thing, then maybe things wouldn't need be as they are. putting it forward in a convincing manner, no stutters nor shouting, hence nothing is dreadful, nor would feel so. can one's voice be elevated to perfection under the sense of reason? if tomorrow is in fact to come, we shall all hope for a well thought-out speech.

quines pallices!!

opportunities come from the most unexpected situations. at times, the right word spoken at the right time can open a door that did not exist, wasn't there, out of the blue conception. as if success depended mostly on trying without pushing, on delicate gestures of non-pretentious wanting. achievement can happen to the most desperate, but will surely come to the least needy. that's the rule of patience.