It’s puzzling how people revert back to the pass to appease a future wound, a scar that can’t be healed with old treatment.
You’re going down a dark path and everyone can see it but you. You are too busy pointing the finger. You’re too occupied shouting over your help. You are too engaged in making excuses to ease your conscious. Well I hope you are happy with yourself, although I know you aren’t.
How could you be engulfed in a life of misery?
How could you expect to be plentiful when you reap nothing but lack? You are moving backwards into your past, into your yesterday.
I repeat you can’t solve tomorrow’s problems using yesterday’s medicine. Progress my friend before tomorrow leaves you behind.