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The struggle for originality

The struggle for originality 

“Knowing yourself is the beginning of all wisdom.”
– Aristotle
We forget who we are in pursuit of pleasing others, we dont know our capacity or our worth due to lack of self encouragement.
What is originality?
Its the ability to think and act independently and creatively. 

We lack originality in our lives, because we keep on trying to be copies of others. We can't always be right or we can't always win but we will be right and we would win eventually, all we need is trust and self drive to accomplish and be us.
I read somewhere that we creat oursleves and what i got from that is; we pick from everyone and develop on what we have picked as we grow and make a unique creation.
When we begin to work on ourselves and not how others see us we begin to inspire others into seeing beyond what you are showing them. 
I always fight with 'everyone is doing this and if i start now it would look like am doing what everyone else is doing because i can't come up with something original.'
That kept on bugging me whenever some idea pop into my head and it was just too frustrating. Then out of the blue i just saw a post which read and i quote;
"We can't all have new ideas but we can improve those that have been made by someone else"
And that was when it hit me am better than my insecurities and i am my own person and i dont have to please anyone but myself and that i have the power and authority to pull myself from my own self inflicted hole.
Trust, believe and act on your self because you will never do anything to hurt you but you can destroy you by acting on the society's command.
We are done with the society, its over and we are starting afresh. 

“Your vision will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.” 
– Carl Jung

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  1. The power of Originality. Love it

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  2. The latest post gave me the impression that you're a good writer and coming here proves it. Don't stop

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