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Art, Act or just be an actor in the game of life.

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Thing about life is this….

It's dynamic!

The wheels are constantly rolling
Whether you are pedalling or not.

It is up to you to work it manually or leave it to roll by itself and end up where ever fate decides.

But know this…

Whether you peddle or not, life will move on autopilot.

If your move isn’t going according to plan.

Don’t change the plan.

Change the methods.

When I was little, we used to play a game called change your style, another style, another style, and then be like that.

The goal was to be as comfortable as you can be when stopped, until you are asked to resume by changing styles.

We didn’t change the game when the style we took was discomforting.

We waited until the opportunity to take a different style was open, then we changed our styles.

Growing up now, I realize the lesson that game taught.

It was far deeper than any classroom lesson ever taught.

The goal is to change the tool, change your friends, change your house, change your job, change your dressing, change your church, change your partners, and even change your mind and reasoning, but never the plan!

Isn’t life funny?

Look at us Christians, we all know the world will end with the apocalypse beginning from the rapture, right?

Yet whether we stay hidden, refusing to come outside so we won’t sin.

Or live carelessly until the end of days.

One thing is certain, what will be will be.

The plan remains heaven or hell.

But how we art, act and react to life’s situations and circumstances matters a lot towards how our end will be.

The end is coming whether you like, believe or see it.

It will come.

How do you want to end?

Better, worse or ordinary?

How do you want your end?

Cold, hot or medium?

Or right back where you started?

Or maybe it’s time to change your style, if you aren’t comfortable with the current one.

Change your style or just be like that.

Art, Act or just be an actor in the game of life.

But be rest assured, a role will be picked for you, irrespective of your actions and decisions.

The power is in your methods.




Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
The Authorpreneur
www.ofunneceo.blogspot.com

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