Sunday, September 16, 2012

What we really are ? and dust...

"Myname is Ozymandias, king of kings:
look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"
However nothing beside remains. Round the decay
of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
the lone and level sands stretch far away.
As in the poem of Percy Shelley, we have to remind ourselves that life as we know as human beings is transitory. It doesn’t matter what you have today, or what you will have tomorrow, neither what you have lived until today. Everything is transitory. Power, money, material things, even love are transitory. So, keep your eyes in the future, but live vigorous each moment. You have to work hard(or not) to create your is all about it...have a target and fight for it. As the story/poem said in the end we will have the sands of the desert to remind us what we really and dust...

My thoughts, now it is your turn.
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