Life is like the farmer who lives of the land; he tills the land to plant his crops and expects to have a bountiful harvest despite the odds the seasons may bring. It is a gamble and a balancing act all at the same time.
Life is like the young child who sets his kite for the first time and lets it glide along the breeze as it comes along and go. It is fun and challenging simultaneously despite the failures that come along with it. It is a playground for both young and old.
Life is both the beautiful and the ugly. Just like the “yin” and “yang”. One is void without the other; they are inseparable. One cannot truly understand and begin to appreciate true happiness and joy without experiencing suffering and loss.
Life is both the black and the white, the ebony and ivory. There is no red and yellow; not even a tinge of grey and pink. This may seem straightforward and unforgiving but that’s just how it was meant to be.
Life is you and me as well as the many creatures big and small in the universe; we are all part of the bigger picture; a never-ending portrait of a work of art. It is a story whose climax never seems to have an end. It is an enormous web of countless links, of relationship, of contrast and much more endless possibility.

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