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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UBRno7fip7ImA9WhVbF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669348012697552698</id><updated>2012-06-03T09:34:17.406-07:00</updated><title>Sam's Advice</title><subtitle type="html">Sam I am is here today to relinquish and sustain all rocky road relationships, ex-breakups, or even potential crushes to pursue a positive approach to any range of issues.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.samsadvice.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.samsadvice.com/" /><author><name>Sam's Advice</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SamsAdvice" /><feedburner:info uri="samsadvice" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8ESH05eCp7ImA9WhdUGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4669348012697552698.post-2333553469959949695</id><published>2011-10-05T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T14:40:09.320-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-10-05T14:40:09.320-07:00</app:edited><title>Fate</title><content type="html">Fate simply means the notion of predetermined events unraveling before your very own eyes. A super natural force that is working behind the scenes of our everyday lives as if we all are fate's little puppets. There is always a choice everyone has to either recognize and pursue  a "moment" or simply Brush it off. The worst outlook in life is to believe that since there are an  inordinate amount of opportunities in a concealed lifetime, there is an excuse to turn down one with an uncertainty of success. The regret of "not doing" weighs out more than living in regret of the past moment. The feeling of taking a risk, which is completely farfetched to the inner-routine lifestyle, supplies an inexplicable rush. A feeling that cannot be duplicated through story telling or second-hand visualization. People need to take risks out there and allow more chances of fate to sun-rise. There are instances when fate happens right before us, and one simply misses it under their nose. The reason why there are a lot of non-believers among us in the fate category is because fate has no proof of historical existence in a written documented form for reassurance. In reality, to have the confidence and belief that fate could be lurking before you at any given moment is all up to you. The recognition of such a peculiar instance gives one a sense of comfort and appreciation of  something so special. A moment that can be grasped, built upon, and contorted in a way to change one's life entirely. It's one thing to finally believe in fates potential future arrival, but to sit back and Await fate to physically smack you across the face to relieve a feeling of doubt and hesitancy is preposterous. Go grab fate by the horns and control your own destiny. They say destiny can't be controlled and is inevitable, but the secret is every different path of fate = a new destiny. For example, a waitress can drop a pot of hot coffee on a random man, yet it's up to the man covered in hot coffee to take everything into perspective and wisely choose to act or not act upon the certain circumstance. Not every moment is fate, but any moment could be fate. One usually puts the pieces of the puzzle together that fate was present at that time, when everything pans out later on. The feeling of uncertainty in a situation shouldn't scare one away, but should motivate them to pursue and find out what could have been. When people say their life is boring, it's their fault for putting themselves in that position. No one needs to go to drastic measures to spice up a life. The spicing up of ones life can be easily obtainable with a few tweaks and minor (or major depending on situation) risks involved. The simplest procedure would be to Perform an "opposite" day, where your routine tasks composed daily are   completely 180-ed. This is not to be taken as an obligation, but just to prove to one's self that the outcome of life is in his/her hands. Eventually that idea will sink in and one will have full control of what is possible rather than what is uncertain. The pleasure of sitting back, as you witness a moment of theoretical star alignments impacting your life before your eyes is remarkable. One major contribution to the single, dating, or relationship field is the fate factor. Everyone wants that fairy-tale ending and when one witnesses the "star alignments" up close and personal, then the belief of fairy-tales no longer exist as a tale, but as a reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4669348012697552698-2333553469959949695?l=www.samsadvice.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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