When one bad thing happens, others tend to follow. Before we can breathe, the storm may be upon us. Then, it comes down to a fight for survival.
Thunder cracks, and we are stirred to action. Lightning flashes, a reminder of the danger. With our wits about us, we are able to face what we must.
If we refuse to acknowledge our peril, we will not be ready when it arrives. Realize the situation you are in. Then, take the necessary steps to fix it.
Shelter yourself from the raging winds. While things are being tossed about is not the time to move. Instead, be patient and wait for an opportunity.
As the floodwaters rise, get to higher ground. Perseverance may pay, but so does discretion. Living to tell the tale requires foremost that one survives.
The rain may fall on our parade. Use it to water the seeds you have planted. Though the tempest tosses here and there, where we land is up to us.
We must be prepared for the storms that come and go in our lives, but we must also not dwell on them. Keep moving forward and adapt to your situation.
ReplyDeleteStorms come and then they go. We pick up the pieces and move on. Only the lessons learned should come with us.
DeleteTruly written from a survivor's perspective. It's tripe like this that keeps the world precisely where the great elites want us to be. We're only humans after all. What are we to a storm of this magnitude? I mean what do you expect us to do, find a way to stop it? What can be started can be stopped, but if nobody believes or bothers, all we will ever do is just measure it, stare up in awe, and think "mother nature" owns our asses. Way to keep in line, Don. Do the ancient gods proud.
ReplyDeleteThose who do not survive only succeed in being stopped themselves. I fully support opposing those who would manipulate the elements. But those who scream at the storm will only grow hoarse.
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