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Success is a snob...but Misery...That Binch Loves Company


Have you ever seen someone drowning?

The more they struggle, the lower they sink until they eventually drown.

It doesn't matter how much fight they put up, it's energy wasted.

The torrents and waves are much stronger than any muscles or will power they have.

Your determination to survive will not save you from drowning.

Simple swimming lessons will.

Your will to drive a car won't move the car.

Driving lessons will

Same with success.

No matter how desperate you are to succeed, without knowledge and skills you will fail.

You can't fix what you don't know.

You can't know what you don't know.

The amount of knowledge you have invested and deposited in yourself determines how far you will go in life.

Knowledge and skill are the lifelines you need.

The more you know

The more you grow

The farther you go

There's a saying, what you don't know won't kill you.

If that were true, hired assassins and killers won't succeed because sometimes the victims don't know them. They would always miss...right....wrong!

What you don't know will most definitely kill you.

Life is like the water.

No matter how sharp your survival instincts are, if you don't acquire knowledge and the right skills, you won't brave the odds.

You won't walk on water

Thou shall surely die/drown/fail.

Same difference.

Even Jesus

Before he walked on water

He spent years in the synagogue learning how to.

He grew and built his faith from the word of God in the synagogue.

Acquire a skill today.

Technology has made it so much easier for us in this 21st century.

I read the story of an 11 year old kid who already works for Google.

He earns 100,000 US dollars.

He is home schooled.

He studies everyday.

Success won't come to you.

Tears won't bring it

Prayer won't.

Knowledge and skill will.

They are the Siamese twins you never should seperate.

You won't know what you don't know, until you know what you don't know.

No matter how strong or determined you are.

You won't intimidate success to come to you.

Pick up that book.

Browse that website.

Start that online class.

Remember...

Success won't come to you.

But poverty and misery will.

After all, misery loves company

And success is a snob.

To get her attention, you must know her tricks and fight for her attention.

But misery...that binch loves company.

Who best to be a perfect match, than an idle mind.





Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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