Why you must always appreciate freedom

You wake up. You are in a grey prison cell.

You have been convicted of a terrible crime. You will either spend the rest of your life in this jail cell or suffer a more severe fate.

The bars to the room keep you contained for 23 hours a day. Your cell is 10 feet by 10 feet. There is little to do besides read a book.

A prison guard will walk by and look at you every hour for the rest of your life.

The other prisoners will make vulgar noises late into the night that keep you from sleeping. You will share a public toilet in full view of the other prisoners.

You’ll be subjected to full body inspections on a regular basis.

You will never hug any family members again. You will never be able to pursue your dreams. You will never hold your own child in your arms.

You will never eat good food again. You will never sit outside and watch the sun set or rise again in this life.

On more than one occasion you will be forced to fight other prisoners.

Every dark and terrible day will repeat itself as you spend every second of the rest of your life in this cage.

Now pause.

Step away from this reality.

Look around the room you actually sit in.

Look at the colors. The doorways without bars. The door that isn’t locked. The privacy you enjoy. All those little boring things you’ve taken for granted.

Consider all the greater things: your free will, your health, your family and your freedom.

They are all yours.

And now — consider the dark reality just described.

And if that doesn’t work, consider darker realities.

Happiness is merely an exercise in appreciation for the things that we have.

Culled from Quora

WHY I WILL FOREVER BE A FIGHTER

My father always tell me "never give up on your dreams"
Always reminding me about the future and what it holds for me if I am hard working and never giving up.
He has always believed in working diligently and never losing hope.
He's a firm believer that 'if you keep going no matter what, you shall get their'.

So one day I was at school and we were told to get ready for a field trip to a new construction site, to go see what a prefabricated column is and how it's being installed...
Everybody in class was super excited, except for those who's got plan for the football match during break time.

So I got to this site with all of my classmates and two teachers as our escorts. We were given crash helmet for safety, and instruction before we moved on site.
So I saw this man facing the other direction as we've just entered the site, he was trying to lift a bag of cement on his head, but it was all obvious he was tired and this woman all covered in cement dust so as the man quickly helped him get the bag of cement on his head. The woman muttered some few words I couldn't pick because of the distance and they both laughed.
He turned to go with the cement on his head and I was shocked to realise the man was my dad.
I was shocked and couldn't move a bit, my throat went dry immediately and my muscles tighten up. He looked at my direction but didn't recognize me cos of the helmet that was obviously oversized, that covered way too much of my face, almost reaching my eye lid.
The field trip was ruined for me and I couldn't concentrate all through, I kept watching him as he went back and forth to pick each load of cement on his head.
He later moved to another post and I couldn't see him until we left the site after an hour.
On the bus back home, I cried uncontrollably
That night I asked him how is work and he said "office was stressful today"
He never know I knew what he does to feed the family.
And on that day, I became a fighter

Though the checks came a lil late, though life was unbearable while growing up, though I couldn't afford my exams and was kicked out of senior college (secondary school), though I slept in class rooms for 10 semesters cos I couldn't afford a room,  though I went in search of better life and had to travelled hundreds of miles, all in a city I know nobody, I slept on cold floors for 213 days.
Yet I survived and am making something great out of my life.

What is your own THOUGH and how are you surviving?

© DelwinJames 

Your Time, your only leverage

Only spend time with those that truly care about you.
There are different levels of being responsible, and one part is caring for those that matters (friends, families, colleagues, partners, work mate etc)

Stop wasting your time, thought, credit, money, space, and convenience on those that are not trying to give it back.
They will only throw you on the dark path
BE WISE

© DelwinJames

Politics

I've been waiting for this kind of question my entire….errr… Well, for a while! This is my moment. This is it! I finally get to use Game Of Thrones to explain politics on Quora!

Let the Spider, Varys, do the talkin’

“In a room sit three great men, a king, a priest, and a rich man with his gold. Between them stands a sellsword, a little man of common birth and no great mind. Each of the great ones bids him slay the other two. ‘Do it,’ says the king, ‘for I am your lawful ruler.’ ‘Do it,’ says the priest, ‘for I command you in the names of the gods.’ ‘Do it,’ says the rich man, ‘and all this gold shall be yours.’ So tell me – who lives and who dies?”

I love this quote. It really makes one think about power and an individual’s relationship with power. When I first saw/heard this quote my mind instantly raced to the rich man and his gold. But that seems like more of a reflection of my own biases and my own time than anything else.

The way I see it, the answer is to Varys’ question is more subtle than predicting who lives and who dies. The way I see it, it's that man of common birth who holds all the power in that situation. If he does not listen to the priest, or the king or the banker, then no one will die. And if no one else listens to them either, what power do they really have?

People in power only enjoy it at our (the people's) pleasure. King Louis’ power did not save his neck during the French Revolution. The Pope doesn’t own large swaths of Italy anymore. Not everyone can be bought for indecent sums of cash.

The answer to your question is that We rule the world. And the sooner We the People figure that out, the better off everyone will be.

Power only resides where We think it resides.

 

MOVING ON

Your success will always set new standard for people in your circle.
You must know how to reinvent yourself for greater opportunity and dream.
The moment you think you're made is the moment you start losing your flavour
NEVER SETTLE OR DWELL ON PAST VICTORY

© DelwinJames