Shit happens so plant a garden
Life doesn't go as planned, shit happens that we don't expect or want. Everything is great one minute and the next it seems like we're dodging shit bombs that are coming so hard they knock you down. It can get pretty messy and sometimes we choose to waller in it because we feel stuck. The more we fixate on where we are, the longer we stay in that place, the harder it is to move forward. Our shit begins to dry and dried shit isn't easily removed.
Once we start to realize the stink that is surrounding us, we start to see that being stuck in a pile of poo isn't a good place to settle. I'm mean seriously, no one is going to want to join us, well, maybe a few but they are "pigs" and who really wants to hang with that? We absolutely must wiggle our way out of the muck, get ourselves washed off and ready to step away from the mess we've been living in.
Here is the beauty of crap, it makes great fertilizer. Everything we have been through will help us grow into beautiful beings. We have a garden of life to take care of, plant, weed, harvest and replant. We are the soil, we plant love, hope, dreams and life in us and we have to use what comes to us as organic manure to get the healthiest garden we can.
Gardens are hard work, they need daily care and attention, you must labor hard and pay attention to keep the weeds at bay and the crows from stealing what you are cultivating. It's your choice, lay with the pigs or pick up your shovel and dig in. I choose to pick up my shovel, I will make my garden the most fruitful, most beautiful, loveliest, peaceful garden around, after all, I have a lot of fertilizer to use.
Once we start to realize the stink that is surrounding us, we start to see that being stuck in a pile of poo isn't a good place to settle. I'm mean seriously, no one is going to want to join us, well, maybe a few but they are "pigs" and who really wants to hang with that? We absolutely must wiggle our way out of the muck, get ourselves washed off and ready to step away from the mess we've been living in.
Here is the beauty of crap, it makes great fertilizer. Everything we have been through will help us grow into beautiful beings. We have a garden of life to take care of, plant, weed, harvest and replant. We are the soil, we plant love, hope, dreams and life in us and we have to use what comes to us as organic manure to get the healthiest garden we can.
Gardens are hard work, they need daily care and attention, you must labor hard and pay attention to keep the weeds at bay and the crows from stealing what you are cultivating. It's your choice, lay with the pigs or pick up your shovel and dig in. I choose to pick up my shovel, I will make my garden the most fruitful, most beautiful, loveliest, peaceful garden around, after all, I have a lot of fertilizer to use.
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