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We are but frail human beings holding onto life but by a single thread, waiting ever more for the seam to unravel to our reality, pulling the fabric of our lifestyle apart, and sending us to the floor, resembling in texture and color of what we once were, but no longer the shape of our former self.At this moment, we are at our most vulnerable, but those that can pick themselves up and carry on, can resew themselves together into a stronger fabric. They reshape themselves into a more useable form, with stronger seams, aware of their own weaknesses, and are able to progress and compensate for them. So, at that moment it is your decision, are you a pile of scrap, waiting to be laid aside, or do you wish to weave yourself together, progress forward, and create a beautiful tapestry of your own life?
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In quiet and untroubled times it seems to every administrator that it is only by his efforts that the whole population under his rule is kept going, and in this consciousness of being indispensable every administrator finds the chief reward of his labor and efforts. While the sea of history remains calm the ruler-administrator in his frail bark, holding on with a boat hook to the ship of the people and himself moving, naturally imagines that his efforts move the ship he is holding on to. But as soon as a storm arises and the sea begins to heave and the ship to move, such a delusion is no longer possible. The ship moves independently with its own enormous motion, the boat hook no longer reaches the moving vessel, and suddenly the administrator, instead of appearing a ruler and a source of power, becomes an insignificant, useless, feeble man.
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