Beauty_Odion

Its beauty is what you see. Butterflies are one of the most beautiful insects; they are of winsome colors and shades. when we glimpsed at a butterfly, we are immediately knockout by its heavenly decorative features that we hardly pause to reasoned if whether or not the stunning insect could have a defect in itself. WOW! "we all love that exclamation" I, the heedful mind, and I, the old ink lover and I, the exquisite pointer: I watch them from close and from a distance and I see it covered in shades and colors of faith, strength, strong will, positivity, and determination for every day that comes, to fly as high as it's could and flinch its wings. Their wings are painted so comely and elegantly: and it's weaknesses are not visible. (Even dead butterfly  is still beautiful until its lost its feathers). I have seen so many people as beautiful as butterflies that even in their weaknesses they reflect beauties. Such a people are carrier of goodwill,  love, ...

  Think of a remarkable, non-duplicable and marvelous thing it is to be you! Of all the people who have come and gone on the earth, since the beginning of time,  NOT one of them is like YOU! No one who has ever lived or is to come has the same combination of abilities, talents, appearance, friends,  acquaintances, burdens, joy, sorrow, success, setbacks,  aspirations,  opportunities etc.. {As you} No one hair grows exactly the way yours does. No one fingerprint will ever match with yours. No one prays about  exactly the same concerns as you do. No one is loved by exactly the same combination of people that love you. No one has the same combination of secret inside jokes and family expression that you know. The people who laugh at all the same things as you do: Don't sneeze the way you do. Don't snore as you Don't  have the same dreams and nightmares as you Don't love the same way as you NO_ONE. No one before, no one to come. ...

Her love is a luxury 💖 I have always admired the strength of MOTHERS: I am a genuine lover of my mom, when I was a little girl, there is nothing I hated more than being away from home without mama. I would rather skipped Christmas holidays, and I skipped many even though it was the only opportunity to travel and visit the city for most kids in my small community who's parent could not afford the luxury of visiting the city for more than once a year. However though, for my family, it was quite different; not only that we could not afford to visit the city once a year, but also as there were no much relatives who would agree to grant us that luxury by welcoming us in their home, anyway, if they do, my mom wasn't able to send farm products: Yam, garri, palm oil, pepper, snails, plantain etc. which are things that any host would expect from their invitee from the village. So, even though my mom asked, or rather begged some relatives a year and more in a...

This might not be the way you have always look at it; but let's look at it together and walk ourselves to a edge of this divergent dimension. but nonetheless, contrasting.  Creativity is the state or quality of being wholly expressive of our own imaginations, and fearlessly allowing the will of our unique individuality to create or transcend traditional ideas into an amazing and meaningful new ones. Our inventive spirits will tremendously unleash when we suppress the temptation to copy and play all our cards by set roles.  To be frank, it is somewhat easier to copy than to create something new from scratch, considering the ohhing and ahhing era that we are living in now. an era of complete hustle where everything is expected to be done in a no-time (nowww_nooow). But the biggest issue with copying is that it is often not sustainable. The game will always  change, and the time will surface whereby you won't be able to run the in the pace of another individual or...