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The Future Doesn't Exist

The Future Doesn't Exist.

I want you to know something today, that 'the future doesn't exist.'
We wake up each day and hope to lead and live a better life, we think it is just when we hope and aspire that we will make it.
Even when you hope and aspire and fight pleasure and bury the midnight candle while it fade while looking at you, even when you paint your imaginations and ideas so beautifully and you could be anything and everything that you would want to be, even when you fight discouragement when they come to you; you fight so hard that you don't want to back off/out, you want to advice yourself positively and make sure you're the best to be the best which you want to be, even when you soberly want to cry out your pains and frustration, - like perhaps my eye are swollen now;- even when you don't seem too optimistic and you feel 'well, good, everything that comes isn't mine because I won't resign to fate' and you feel nothing is nothing, I'll be what I want to be. Trust me Dear, it pains me, so much, to tell you "the future doesn't exist."
This is not of milady and perhaps it's not sane to you, but the future that exist has never been tested, even what the Holy Books recorded is though a surety but it's not a fixed emergency though a possibility in it maximum probability.
If you believe the future exists, that means it you don't do anything, the future still exists. If you keep on dreaming and hopping without working, the future will still exist. If the future exists, it means a political party that has the best candidate for election and have the rich individuals as their guide, they have people who love them but all they did was resting; no manifesto, no campaign, no negotiations in the party meetings on how to make it work and how to rule the people well through their candidate, if such party can win, that means the future exist, -even when their opposition works more and better than they do.

Life is a grade that scores you very greatly and yet, it is the poorest mark for you. Life gives you a slate to write on and tentatively, it puts you on an experiment that deals with your future and your present; the actualization of this is only as a result of you: your discipline and your dedication.
The future only exist in your palm and you can't see a thing except the ugly lines in your palms. The future only exist in what you're putting into it but you still find it hard to know what would be the result. Yea.
Trust me the future only exist when you cut yourself with challenges and when you take them up though you've fallen; you know a leaf doesn't wither once it's on the soil, the future only exist in imaginations from end result of what we're putting into the future.

The future only exist when we have something we're putting into it, to make it live.
Future itself is a life; without a sperm which is what we have(talents), and a thrust into her body which is our action, then her pregnancy which is the coming result of our actions, then can she have a baby, the future of our existence. And this chain must not be broken, or else, future will be better illusioned to be well felt/experienced because the future exist, only when you exist and invest so much on it, for your life!
The cock that crow at dawn doesn't know the kind of day it is nor the barking dog does not know the kind of stranger it's barking at.
No one knows nor can see the future, you can only see it yourself, through your thoughts, and what you can see is best to be called an imagination of your future, an imaginary future, an imaginary peace.
The future doesn't exist, what you're putting into your imaginary future exists when you work towards it.

I am Akinwale Peace Akindayo
Philip Peace

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