In life as in the moment of your untimely death, you ought to reject society sculpts molds and coffins by not reincarnating its clichés, chestnuts and formulas. Forge yourself an identity of your own by mixing the past and the present, what is respected and what has been forgotten, nostalgia and the taste of new …An identity that command veneration and never spells out monotony. You either chose to be master of your own image and persona or others will define it for you. Once you become the prostitute through other people ocular lens… you double down on your luck of standing out like gold in the mist of low-grade metals.
If you do not chose an identity, people will force their choices on you…Sometimes we can be stuck in rut, repeating the same tired methods, by trying to be something we are not. Recreating your self does not mean being a carbon copy of something you do not understand, it means growing, seeing the world with a fresh pair of eyes, it means adding value to who your are, by picking a skill like the piano, a language like Spanish, or a sport like hockey …
It means changing your Skin… like snakes do …
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