There is an old cliché “You gone
learn today” that life was never meant to be easy.
Who would have thought of a divine plan to allow famine in
this land. Who enjoyed a feast and was later deceived of royalty, but instead sacrificed
one life so men of all nations would finally get this thing right.
Society believes in order to survive your either wealthy rich
or the walking dead. It just depends on what you will allow of confusion to fill
up your heads. See how a plan can divert your attention span once there is no
hope. People will struggle before letting go of what brings them down to "balance zero".
Question is there really a first place or is it just
people of all cultures trying to keep up one pace sorrounded by greed and the
make believe. Eventually the story will end like the tortous and heir; it may seem
like your days of famine won’t go away beyond every 23 days. Simply calculate at your own pace with faith and you
will see a feast is really in what you manage to believe and achieve. And at the end
of the day you can finally say “I’m luvin it” in a special way because
you have finally figured out; Famine to Feast was only always manmade doubt.
