Please sing loudly with me this one simple song: I do make mistakes and what I did was wrong. Now it doesn’t matter if one did commit the error the boner or whatever shit - the mere fact of speaking this freely, out loud, should clear out some gathering confusion clouds. By owning a mistake one proves to the world that one’s humility is indeed a pearl which shines from the bosom which shines from the heart - that one is not merely a rubbish upstart. The humble inherit a wealth without measure; they know an abiding and deeply-felt pleasure; they live without fearing their sins will be known for they from the start made sure these would be shown. Few of us do things right; we are prone to err; the above admission does prove that we dare to live up to failure and live up to loss - not as a base weakling but as a full boss.
© JPR / whorphan / americanifesto / 場黑麥
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