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Along the winding road of life, sometimes we encounter two streets that equally look the same until we hardly make a decision which path should we go. As a human being, God given us body, mind, and soul. Brain (mind) and heart (soul) to help us choose our path. Should we listen to our heart, or does our brain take a bigger part in our decision making? Cos as I live and breath, I still don't know how to use both. I'm a melancholic kinda girl, so I often ask my heart to help me out finding solution in almost all my problems. Sometimes it ended good and sometimes it such a pained in the ass. But the later mostly to be the end of my issues. I'm tired of relying my heart to be a decision maker.  

The complication that I'm currently facing is not an easy one. For this time, dear brain, would you please cooperate and help me decide? Due all respect to my heart, please step back as I permanently fired you to take part in my decision making. 



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But most of all, I surrender to You.
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Demetrius said…
When you have a bad feeling about something or someone, it usually comes from your heart. The heart is never distracted by pleasure or charm. It reveals the dirty truth about people and situations. When you don't follow your heart, it gives you freedom to be stubborn and naive. BE CAREFUL... The mind is gullible and dysfunctional without GOD. Don't lose touch of your HEART. It won't slow you down. It won't make your life boring. It won't clip your wings! :)

Be wise. Be yourself.

God bless you INTAN.
July 7, 2011 at 10:35 PM
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