At-least He Tried ...

At-least He Tried ...

The elements of trial and error, similar to earth and sky, and fire and water, delineates the constituent modules of our lives. Living robustly includes more failures than successes. We achieve adeptness to living by exhibiting a willingness to make good faith mistakes and learn from each misadventure...

If you have any idea for a poem, an exact grid of intent, you are on the wrong path, a dead-end alley, at the top of a cliff you haven't even climbed. This is a lesson that can only be learned by trying and failing...

Every effort that fails to achieve our expected result is understandably frustrating. The fact is that without ideas and dreams and devoid of occasional crash landings, a person can never hope to achieve any worthy acts to temper resounding personal disappointment...

Meaningful success is ultimately defined when a person dies, when an entire life’s work devoted to performing passionate and compassionate enterprises can be judge as a whole unit...

Then the tale continues... And then that a legend is born from the ashes of what remains are the efforts of that person...

My Question to you is, Do you fear failure ???  
The one who falls and gets up is stronger than the one who never tried. Do not fear failure but rather fear not trying...

Never give up... 

It's like breathing — once you quit, your flame dies letting total darkness extinguish every last gasp of hope. You can't do that. You must continue taking in even the shallowest of breaths, continue putting forth even the smallest of efforts to sustain your dreams. 

Don't ever, ever, ever give up, never stop dreaming, never stop believing, never stop trying, and never stop learning... 

Defeat is not the worst of failures. Not to have tried is the true failure...

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