'' This was some Adventure huh?"

The definition of life isthe condition that distinguishes organisms from inorganic objects and dead organisms, being manifested by growth through metabolism, reproduction, and the power of adaptation to environment through changes originating internally. Over the years, I have had my adventures . Some adventures I was proud of and some I was not so proud . The main adventure I had over the years was my life. Yes that's what I said, my life. I love my life so much and it is so special to me. I went through so  much in my life that I called it an adventure. I overcame depression. Last year, my life was feel with depression and I didn't want live my life at all(my special adventure) so I took this advice to keep going on with my lifeEven the most daring and accomplished people have undergone tremendous difficulty. In fact, the more successful they became, the more they attributed their success to the lessons learned during their most difficult times. Adversity is our teacher. When we view adversity as a guide towards greater inner growth, we will then learn to accept the wisdom our soul came into this life to learn by  Barbara Rose and I took another one from Thomas Willhite.    "Liberty is a state of mind, which will be reflected in the material world in terms of health, wealth and power. There is nothing said about freedom from troubles. In fact, you will have more and bigger ones than you do now. For the stature of a man is gauged by the size of the problem he can handle."I love my life and it gives me so much joy to live my adventure everyday, I know was it feels like to be homeless, depressed, unworthy and much more. In my life, I survived a fatal car accident, I improved my GPA for school. Here I leave with a few more words my friends told me. Life is an adventure live it to the fullest. Here and peom my friend wrote

 

 

Into Every Life

by  friend Christopher

She looks into air, herself falling rain Dripping coldness past, memories old pain. Drops fall, the puddling her damp water-life. Spiraling a mirror, self-lonely strife. A sigh, one frown, crying soft saddened tears. Storms of remember - through bleak yesteryear. Clouds a-whorl, dark sky sheltering fair heart. But how can she joy, while taking no part? Cov'ring cold soul, corona of defense. Defying the stab of her fate's intents. This is madness, she thinks in plaintive cry. I'm here, on the cusp, of lay down and die. What my destiny, but an empty-off dream? A plaything with which gods and angels scheme. Am I doomed then to live, time never-free? Subsumed wholly 'neath life's scattered debris? Is justice, outside this torrential doubt? Perhaps more than sorrow, painful fall-out? Is love, perhaps, just a sliver of sun? Shining through mists, revealing Avalon? Personal paradise, which I can own, Evoking happiness, hither unknown? She raises from streets of lonely no more. Light slicing through darkness, hopes washed ashore. Her withered gait now straightening with pride. She glides like an angel 'cross future's tide. Belief in life renewed, no, only found. Footsteps echoing, a cadence of sound. Caressing the ground, sing the beat of her heart. Into the sun seeking love's brand new start.

She looks into air, herself falling rain Dripping coldness past, memories old pain. Drops fall, the puddling her damp water-life. Spiraling a mirror, self-lonely strife. A sigh, one frown, crying soft saddened tears. Storms of remember - through bleak yesteryear. Clouds a-whorl, dark sky sheltering fair heart. But how can she joy, while taking no part? Cov'ring cold soul, corona of defense. Defying the stab of her fate's intents. This is madness, she thinks in plaintive cry. I'm here, on the cusp, of lay down and die. What my destiny, but an empty-off dream? A plaything with which gods and angels scheme. Am I doomed then to live, time never-free? Subsumed wholly 'neath life's scattered debris? Is justice, outside this torrential doubt? Perhaps more than sorrow, painful fall-out? Is love, perhaps, just a sliver of sun? Shining through mists, revealing Avalon? Personal paradise, which I can own, Evoking happiness, hither unknown? She raises from streets of lonely no more. Light slicing through darkness, hopes washed ashore. Her withered gait now straightening with pride. She glides like an angel 'cross future's tide. Belief in life renewed, no, only found. Footsteps echoing, a cadence of sound. Caressing the ground, sing the beat of her heart. Into the sun seeking love's brand new start.

She looks into air, herself falling rain
Dripping coldness past, memories old pain.

Drops fall, the puddling her damp water-life.
Spiraling a mirror, self-lonely strife.

A sigh, one frown, crying soft saddened tears.
Storms of remember - through bleak yesteryear.

Clouds a-whorl, dark sky sheltering fair heart.
But how can she joy, while taking no part?

Cov'ring cold soul, corona of defense.
Defying the stab of her fate's intents.

This is madness, she thinks in plaintive cry.
I'm here, on the cusp, of lay down and die.

What my destiny, but an empty-off dream?
A plaything with which gods and angels scheme.

Am I doomed then to live, time never-free?
Subsumed wholly 'neath life's scattered debris?

Is justice, outside this torrential doubt?
Perhaps more than sorrow, painful fall-out?

Is love, perhaps, just a sliver of sun?
Shining through mists, revealing Avalon?

Personal paradise, which I can own,
Evoking happiness, hither unknown?

She raises from streets of lonely no more.
Light slicing through darkness, hopes washed ashore.

Her withered gait now straightening with pride.
She glides like an angel 'cross future's tide.

Belief in life renewed, no, only found.
Footsteps echoing, a cadence of sound.

Caressing the ground, sing the beat of her heart.
Into the sun seeking love's brand new start.