Thursday, November 29, 2012

Process versus Final Result Part II


endless incoherent
my private collection
There is nothing I can do when my friends start to leave alternately, one by one. I know that they have to tread their own life path, which make their physical presence is no longer at my side. Escorting their fading footsteps, I only have a bunch of hope in my heart that I’m able to keep them in my memory.
 
And now I truly feel glad seeing most of them have attain their success, even though I’m still slumping in this corner of life where things seemed increasingly hostile day by day.

"I always believe that life is a continual process and not a mere final result," said a new friend replying my complaint. "There's always chances for us to be a better person. Beside, this life is too precious for regretting the past that will never return. Humankind maybe the only creatures that equipped with ability to complaint. Yet, spending time in that negative attitude does not necessarily make them humane. It is just not a wise thing to do, you know. "