The more things you love about your life the harder it will be to give up, to let go of… to accept change.

The less things you love about your life, the more readily you tend to be with regard to giving it up -to change.

As a boy, change didn’t mean a bigger house, a better car, or a better part of town to move to. For many people there is a negative association with change. My parents didn’t enjoy a wonderful life until I was 10… It went to shit from the day I was born

These writings at times, have a tendency to come in strings… When one comes then another idea comes and another idea comes and another idea comes in another idea comes… Sometimes I will not get them written down in time and I break the string. Then another thought will come to mind as is the case now, where a different string of writings will then come to mind -I think that’s how it works 🤔

I find that people who have a “full and happy life”* often find it very difficult to break away from it and assist others in need. The key to constant thought of helping others lies in having a life* such that one craves any opportunity to get out of themselves and be of service to others.

*A life opposite of that which creates an opposing attitude towards selflessness. 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♀️

**You see, having forgotten one of the 2 writings writings that came moments ago, this being 1 of them above… The next 2 writings proceeding after this post came to mind (and any future strings of… new post, new string, or rosary… 🤷‍♂️). Now the question for me becomes… Would those writings have come to me at precisely that moment if things had been different and I would have remembered both of the writings instead of only one of them and placed them (both) on this post above? Posts which followed:

•”THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN’”

•”IF I WERE A CARPENTER” 🤔

•”BELIEVE IT OR NOT” 🙆‍♂️