Grilled Retard Says

There's some hidden force you seek, one that drives you, and gives you strength to accomplish wonders you didn't know you had the ability to until you have. And that's when you realise- you carried within yourself that very force all this time while looking for it throughout the journey. Was the journey futile? No, darling, it is not about having the force. It is about the realisation of it. And the journey made you realise. Darling, the journey was realisation. (1/3) What you must fear is losing to the trek you haven't started, and staring at the peak from the bottom because you were too scared to climb. Watching the sun rise and set from a mountain top is an unparalleled beauty. Something the plains cannot offer. Something that is exclusive to the peaks. You don't have to know that you would reach the top. No, it is not necessary. You only have to know that you won't stop. Once you reach the summit, darling, it will be worth the climb. (2/3) Climbi...

Life has failed you. You’re caught in a labyrinth. Every turn inside the maze would lead to the door that won’t open. The paths betray you. The lampposts give no light. The grass would concoct a plot to ambush the feet. Your shadow trails behind you like the oil leaking out from the fleeing Bentley. The friends who had visited you in the hospital with corsages and unfaithful wishes would stab you to a putrid death with the birthday knife. But the crystal ball doesn’t show you dead. There’s something that leads you to the door time and again. The barren lands haven’t given up on the clouds that tease the thirsty earth and obscure the sun. The sun just won’t die. The lights will penetrate the proud mass of water. Without faith, the easiest climb is most difficult to scale. Pick yourself up and look at the sky. Lose yourself to the music and the lyrics will start to make sense. The doorknob will drop by the wayside. You were marooned on the island where no ships dock. Start bu...