"It has a 500 to 1000 year life-cycle, near the end of which it builds itself a nest of twigs that then ignites; both nest and bird burn fiercely and are reduced to ashes, from which a new, young phoenix or phoenix egg arises, reborn anew to live again." - Phoenix, definition.
After being withered, broken and defeated, Here I am again. Starting to spread the wings of hope, ready to fly. Life is full of mysterious cycle that hardly anyone could ever get out of. Well, I'm one of those unlucky few who keeps on stumbling my way back to this endless maze.
But have I had enough? I don't think so.
Life could be tough, and believe me it gets tougher everyday. You can't just weep, or for crying out loud, look miserable for the rest of the world to see. If something tough gets in your way, fight.
Why would I quit? If I can rest.
With whatever was left inside of me, that ember that's struggling to keep me warm? I will use it to rebuild a new empire of desire that will keep burning until eternity.
So for all those who thinks quitting is the solution to whatever life is punching you with, your'e wrong. Because just like the phoenix, problems are immortal - It dies and it gives birth to another one. So if your not going to keep up with it, you'll just probably end up getting burned.
Everything is a choice, and I chose to live with it and move on. ♥
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