i am growing old, am i growing insane? is my thinking proper? please guide.

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=============================== "The greatest joy is in giving love and in being loved."I decided to savor this. How much of my life is gone past me, I just stare back. What is happened is gone forever, irretrievably. What is presently happening is also going and going to get lost. No one, nothing can bring it back. I postulate that I have 2o more years of living. Today is the first day of the rest of my life. My life is what is happening now. I choose to relax and let things happen. Respond to the best ability that you have at that moment in your life. Yes you could have done better. You could not have done even that much, if you had an accident and lying on a bed with one leg hanging up with a pulley attached at the other end. So what ever you could, you did. Next comparison[a source of sorrow] is he did better than I did. He is he, not me. I am unique. Thus I am ever pleased with what is done through me. Others or even I may not like it[not up to the mark]. But that is okay. NOTHING IS SIGNIFICANT. I do not remember what great misfortune I suffered when I was in standard fourth. At that time it was an intense source of suffering, but where is it now. EVEN THIS WILL GO AWAY. Be at ease. Let things happen. Respond naturally. Curse never. Loving usually evokes a picture of him loving her. I AM TALKING ABOUT LOVING MYSELF. How many of us love ourselves? Be honest. If you are not your best friend, then you are living with Satan. Did you compliment yourself? Find reasons to praise yourself that boosts creativity, for then you are in touch with the creator. Do not be cursor, or nursery[of past sorrows] zero. Be praise. You have the candle with you and you often advise others because you can see in the light of your candle. Use the candle light to see for yourself. Do not think too far where candle light does not reach. Focus on the area, which is visible, and go ahead with available options. Some musing with me when there is silence around, it is pitch dark outside as I am talking to myself. drashok that was a marvelous reverie. Your boat is sailing well in the river. You are doing fine. Nothing special, but so very nice and cool. I appreciate myself. Thank that supreme intelligence through which these thoughts evoked. Hello, you are reading this. I am glad that you could peep into my mind. I wish you peace. God bless us. drashok