How many of us have goals, how many of us fall victim to them. How many hate them, to hope so greatly for someone to loathe who possesses your goals, to have an inner, bright light go dim. How many children today are faced with someone else’s goal, how many people have no control over their goals, raise your hand high in the sky if you would sell your soul to the devil to achieve your goals, much more, many more souls.
Who has the envy at one who has millions of dollars; check the news, its everywhere these days. The Jekylls and the Hydes are in the streets watching and preying on the weak just to pay their ways.
Who can say they know of no one who has done any evil for the gain of their own goal—to cheat, to lie, to steal, or to kill for their fantasy goals, to have their futures be told.
Society tells us that having goals drives ambition, to be all that you can be, but when you fail, they desert you and call you a failure for failing.
As your goal slowly fades, further and further away, the more your mind that so called ambitions begins the stalling.
Now look into the eyes of the people who society call the failures--what has the goals given to them done, watch as the next father or mother force their goals onto their unsuspecting daughter or son. A goal of any type of monetary gain is that of hate because a wise man once said that money is the root of all evils…isn’t it, so go ahead, teach your son or daughter to be another trapped by their own successes, to work for a tip. A man told me that money isn’t everything but it sure makes life comfortable! What kind of goal is comfortable? No! Your goal has to be more than comfortable—it has to be lavish…tell me now what’s your goals…oh! I detest goals, what happened to good, old-fashioned times of just believing that something good would come in life, right? A young lion and his friends once sang a song of Hakuna Matata. No worries, right? Yeah…that’s so right.
Author: LaShae
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