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Do you know what you want to do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;
Where do you see yourself in the next 5 years?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Common questions in everyday life and of course, in interviews as well.&lt;br /&gt;
Questions that can be tuned to what you want your prospective employer to hear, and to your&amp;nbsp;favor.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
What is your true answer?&lt;br /&gt;
Is this what you want?&lt;br /&gt;
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Everyone have a dream, a dream they can achieve, and a dream they cant achieve.&lt;br /&gt;
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I have a dream too.&lt;br /&gt;
I have dreams in fact.&lt;br /&gt;
I work them slowly but surely just like everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;
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There used to be a time i wish there was a fast forward button where i could enjoy my rewards.&lt;br /&gt;
Then i realized how true it was, when they say working for your rewards is much sweeter then the those that dropped on your laps.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
There are so many things in life, we want.&lt;br /&gt;
What do you truly want?&lt;br /&gt;
Is the tangible things always the first, or the non-tangible things?&lt;br /&gt;
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When the knifes start stabbing, with the untruth accusation of many&lt;/div&gt;
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Where you realize there seems to be no one to trust&lt;/div&gt;
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When you have to turn your back every time just to keep a lookout&lt;/div&gt;
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When the stress mounts and&amp;nbsp;collapses among your weak heart and soul&lt;/div&gt;
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When you feel your energy saps away oh so much&lt;/div&gt;
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When you snapped at the closest one who is always there&lt;/div&gt;
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Then one day you come to a realization that everything on earth would amount to nothing&lt;/div&gt;
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Then you realize there is nothing more thankful then living to the tune of God.&lt;/div&gt;
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Then you realize the&amp;nbsp;tremendous&amp;nbsp;joy and comfort the Lord can provide&lt;/div&gt;
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Then you truly understand the meaning of Sabbath&lt;/div&gt;
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Then you know this is his way, all the way.&lt;/div&gt;
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In a day, these energy are being expended to daily activities. &lt;br /&gt;
But the more tiring of all activities is the affairs of emotions. &lt;br /&gt;
Anger, sadness, disappointment, all the negatives just drains you away totally. &lt;br /&gt;
I have been drained these past few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;
I came to understand one point. Don't bother and move on. Life is much happier. &lt;br /&gt;
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To roam the streets of Knightsbridge.&lt;/div&gt;
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To gaze at the&amp;nbsp;armeniacum in the fields.&lt;/div&gt;
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To feel the cold breeze in the air&lt;/div&gt;
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To taste the crab cakes beside the sea&lt;/div&gt;
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To hear the Queen's English.&lt;/div&gt;
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To smell the crisp fresh air.&lt;/div&gt;
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Happy.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.eikongraphia.com/wordpress/wp-content/Tower%20of%20Babel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://www.eikongraphia.com/wordpress/wp-content/Tower%20of%20Babel.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tower_of_Babel"&gt;Tower of Babel&lt;/a&gt;, a summarization for those who don't know is the entire human race building a tower to reach the heavens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone had the same language, able to communicate and want to reach heavens to be able to meet God and probably be like God themselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was never completed because God came down and confused the language of the world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In our modern time and day now, are we also building a 'Tower of Babel'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are many things going on outside, technological advances, medical advances, the debate on abortion, voluntary euthanasia. Our hands touching on subjects that used to be part of the unknown. We are getting smarter each day, and i might even dare say, we are getting to be like the 3 O's,&amp;nbsp;Omniscience, Omnipotence,&amp;nbsp;Omnipresence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just recently, Stephen Hawking, a famous&amp;nbsp;physicist declared in his own words, "God did not create the universe."&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/religion/7979211/Has-Stephen-Hawking-ended-the-God-debate.html"&gt;Stephen Hawking Revelation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
But well, i think it's just publicity for his new book.&lt;br /&gt;
And everything is theory on itself, for if M theory can prove the&amp;nbsp;nonexistent God, M theory can also prove there is a God.&lt;br /&gt;
But then i would have to go into quantum physics and that is not yet my expertise at the moment. I just leave with 2 links for you to decipher.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/String_theory"&gt;String Theory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M-theory"&gt;M Theory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26898771-4813146464923280457?l=bludeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fS8WY5klCWk/TDDRagAKVnI/AAAAAAAAAwk/t3N-2ow7Zz8/s1600/equation.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fS8WY5klCWk/TDDRagAKVnI/AAAAAAAAAwk/t3N-2ow7Zz8/s320/equation.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ok, more of this equation instead. Does anyone know how to solve this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Apparently I have to take this equation and open up another equation to be able solve this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The mind is happy with an equation in the brain to solve the answer before proceeding to the next.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The intrigue and complexity of this makes me yearn for more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The interesting one leaves me begging for more.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The love for such was never felt till i grew much older now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26898771-813894927797823114?l=bludeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I feel so busy. &lt;br /&gt;
I feel so pressured.&lt;br /&gt;
I feel the stress.&lt;br /&gt;
I feel so much.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I gotta slow down. &lt;br /&gt;
I gotta think less.&lt;br /&gt;
I gotta relax.&lt;br /&gt;
I gotta be less.&lt;br /&gt;
I gotta stop.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
1) Rushing through projects that i had to pass up ceases my time. Exams around the corner forces me to study to get a good grade for a good honors degree.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
2)Working in the day was a drag for a while, but i'm getting the drive back. I want to achieve many things. But talk is all there is now. Action has not started. I have to start making my move. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
3)I got to start planning my time, the weekdays are always kept busy with work and study. The weekends a total privilege to spend with the family and church.&lt;br /&gt;
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4)Time isn't a problem. I just have to make full good use of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26898771-5244494075026419340?l=bludeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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My mind is a fish swimming in sync with the waves of emotions from the heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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I speak with my heart ruling my head.&lt;br /&gt;
You speak with your head ruling your heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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The pain i feel is like a dagger through my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
The pain i feel like a betrayal to my own.&lt;br /&gt;
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I feel like a kid awaiting something that might never come.&lt;br /&gt;
I feel vulnerable, like the dandelion easily blown.&lt;br /&gt;
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Maybe on the swing, one day you will push me.&lt;br /&gt;
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The time you wrote it for all to see.&lt;br /&gt;
The answer was hidden.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I knew the answer long ago.&lt;br /&gt;
When by chance we met.&lt;br /&gt;
Across the seat, i saw it happened.&lt;br /&gt;
I just put it down to wind.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I knew the answer long ago.&lt;br /&gt;
During the car ride we sat.&lt;br /&gt;
The one question i asked.&lt;br /&gt;
And you replied: " A mystery I am."&lt;br /&gt;
I thought to myself maybe i heard it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;
I thought to myself it might not be.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I knew the answer long ago.&lt;br /&gt;
But yet for once it was direct.&lt;br /&gt;
The phone beeped.&lt;br /&gt;
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This world has so much to offer and being stuck in a rut is not the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Enjoy this. :D&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The world is just AWESOME !&lt;br /&gt;
P/S - ( There are other variations as well, all equally as nice.) &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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He looked in disbelief.&lt;br /&gt;
His heart froze. &lt;br /&gt;
His whole body turned cold.&lt;br /&gt;
He knew it was over.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
She came by, he hugged her.&lt;br /&gt;
He kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is the new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And i don't feel any different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The clanking of crystal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Explosions off in the distance (in the distance).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is the new year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I have no resolutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For self assigned penance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For problems with easy solutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So everybody put your best suit or dress on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's make believe that we are wealthy for just this once&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lighting firecrackers off on the front lawn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As thirty dialogs bleed into one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish the world was flat like the old days&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then i could travel just by folding a map&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No more airplanes, or speed trains, or freeways&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There'd be no distance that could hold us back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There'd be no distance that could hold us back &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is the new year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26898771-8233389692507282050?l=bludeh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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