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Peace be unto you all.

"When a dog bites enjoyably for leisure; it is never the same as after a disheartening torture."
Gerald Tapiwa Moyo

There is not a better moment to start than immediately. That true need to start respecting yourself had been yearning to be picked up by yourself. To engage into this venture of carefully mentoring your future is to evolve with the obvious reality.

As a true life example I examined closely; that a dog acting for leisure with pleasure, is not the same that acts with passion for revenge after a terrible torture so as the human behaviour that often gets wild then tamed. This is because as one behaves then the activity one does becomes one's characteristics.

"Respecting yourself is part of the pillar of actuality which acceptance of the tragedy that is awaiting ahead of all of us."
Excerpt from Qualities of Actuality.

Your community becomes keen to modify their behaviour accordingly to the way you behave, that is the way they act towards you. Therefore if you choose to misbehave then what you are portraying will be an evil path for the younger ones that will be witnessing each and every movement of yours.

Ask yourself today:
Do I behave in a manner that is not evil for the next generations to follow?

Then be your own judge. Choose the right path.
#GoodBeginsWithYou

Regards,
Gerald Tapiwa Moyo (@Gerald_Tapiwa_M),
Columnist | Volunteer | Poet
Microfactics Inc. (@Small_True_Acts)

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