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ADVICE

ADVICE

Remember to build up your integrity, personality, knowledge, savvy and aesthetic creative abilities. What's on the inside, your character... never dies, what's on the outside doesn't necessarily fade either, it's all in how people adapt to see the beautiful, but as we age people generally become more superficial, thinking beauty's primary purpose is to entice the organism into procreation. Think outside of the box, start revolutions, transform how you see the world as you believe it sees you toward foundationally significant levels. There are times you will not feel loved, you must then learn to love yourself, there will be times when you will feel alone, in those times you must appreciate your own solitude, there will be times when you will achieve much and seem unstoppable, learn to pace your success, there will be time when you feel originality is not necessarily creative unless it's productive, in such case stop hanging out with materialist savants and retrain your mind on the significant. People love what they can control, fall in love with the chaotic too, people love what they want to transform, accept the things you cannot change, people fall in love with wisdom, loving your inner fool is the root of all wisdom, but above all find your ability to transform your ability and you will be happy, and will discover your bliss. There....that.

Prose and image © 2016 Peter Kaleb Theodoropoulos aka Rockwell Wilder

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