Novels by Akta777

Dear Honey,Good morning!I know you learn my texts, and recite many times when alone...Here's it...With the onset of day, the joys reframe. What if you get up late? The extremes of pain silent away with the joys that reframe. There is the beginning of a new day, but what if you get up too late?Enjoy the joy of the beginning of the day. You sleep early today again, with the climbing stars at night. Gather praise with hard work. Yourself you frame. Genuinely be your efforts, above just the money you are paid. Your sincerity, in the long run, pays more than you are today paid.With the beginning of the day, joys climb high again, for not to be seen this day again. But before the night, get tired the right way. A rush for money, a ruin of ants. What do you get by portraying what you don’t have? Care for the blessings you received. You be great. You be at ease.Monotonous thoughts don’t trouble you again. With the beginning of the day, I am for praise. You be for praise. Gone are the da

Dear Honey,Great morning ahead...The general resemblance of pain in a wound is weakness. Insanity to be sympathized. You aren’t weak if you stay fit. So is it not the same to win by crush of your strength.The objective of life should be above victory, close to perfection. May this earth succeed, may this earth exceed. Silence breaks by sound. Sound need not be too loud, but if you do break, where is peace in mind?You nurture life. You enrich your sight. Happiness travels weak. There is fall, there is repeat. But you cannot allow its absence to defeat you. You are the creed, the need in destitute. You are resembling progress.Your mind should excel in everything you attempt to think. Realize self as living being. It is precious what a life can think. Always more precious than gold is what you do not wear, but inside of you, you hold. Resemble life, rebegin as alive.You are not trusted. You are not on hold. You are free, like dogs, to bark, to be silent and safe, to sing like cats.

Dear Honey,Good morning!So the storm then stops after a voluntary effort of the thoughts. The storm thus stops. There is peace. There is peace. But at the end of the storm, not the imagined peace but the real one, serving real ease.I know the alternative to death is only life. I believe in how painful it is to die when you have really lived. Live life again. Live it. Do not destabilize what’s life your way. Departing is an extreme step anyway.Come establish peace. Create joys in streams. Create joys through streams. Life is rich. Life itself is rich. No other riches excel it. Care for your life more. Create this day in the right flow. Amen. Amen to you.Many enfolds, many enfolds, many do enable the joys. You be speechless in times that hold peace within. Helps fight the world more, and then you excel real when the exterior is under your own control. Peace within helps achieve an exterior goal.But do not limit yourself to that inner peace. Life has with it a huger role. A greater

Dear Honey,WHy life is static for you when its dynamic in reality?Here's some thougths...Multitudes of thoughts, practice of thinking art, accompany self with loaf, aiming but for a lot. You need to govern self. Set self free. Let the self dance. Let the self feel.Dancing doubts do not exercise. You envision solitude dream. You set self free for this hour. In this thought, let self dance. Let self feel. You sing to the tune of your heart. For a moment, feel no heat. You set self free from any pursuit, from any hurt.Set self free from bondages the world imposed on thee. You set self free from the dust to the height of the tree. You do not feel hurt. For a moment, be with thee. You be alert. On grounds of destiny, you aren’t free. You acknowledge wisdom. You be great. You be free.Imagine self succeeding in every pursuit one sees. You set self free. Enable self to dance, free to feel the wind, the stay of good time, the joy that holds you sound. Set self free from all pains, all st

Dear Honey,A note for you...Do not beg your Lord. Cultivate on the land the better you so that you can be you. You be you, furnishing yourself where you stand, where you aim to be stood. Answer you by the potential you. Love you, care for you so that longer at land, the earth can enjoy the presence of you.Dare not dispute the you. Dare not counter you. You be you. You be you. Always you, the better you. Each day new, just like new dew. May you be new too, each morning for you, each day for you. Amen.Growth, development, heroism, all for you, all with you. May you win you, the silent you, the significant you. Amen. Come join in with you and build up the you just for you. Justice be with you. Amen.Create the you, cultivate the you on the floor of the land. May you be you. Amen. Floor to floor, a different role. Life enrolls, reveals as it holds. Mercy the king who exercises no role. To furnish self with ease is the biggest cause for disease.May you uphold, enfold. Untold is the sto

Dear Honey,I know you read it real!So I write real for you...The values decline with reasons, shrinking at the base. You don’t invent logic, therefore you fail. Without reason, planning is never an achievement ever again.I know the tragedy of want of reason. You did not exercise your day enough today. Each day, come count tragedies without reasons and reasons without you. Each rising day has its own logic behind the shade, despite sharp sun rays.You cannot walk on tragedy. You cannot without repair remain. Reason creates purpose, and purpose is the joy of any place. I know the waste of time. I know the unjust leading to decline. I know the pain. How deep wounds grow is also known to me and you.But you do not realize the life without rise is still in impair. Rise up, life. Rise up again. There are virtues, there are places you need to entertain. Life on. Life creates joys. Climb on. Look for the positive; the negative will automatically fade away.Life needs reason. To build by an