At the ridge of despair – turning into a zombie

Hope matters – always.

The heart is the seat of the soul’s power, and a weakened heart makes a person futile and weak. One thing that gives strength to the heart is hope. Without hope, the heart and the person is robbed of any strength.

There are times when a soul is so saddened by a failure that it will take some time to recover. The mustering of strength to stand up again depends on the level of pressure and the overall strength and tolerance of the heart. But continuous failures – a series of repeated falls – with each fall hitting the person before he/she could even recover from the previous one/s – will kill any trace of hope left in him/her. The result – a zombie – though manifesting a degree of life on the outside, is really dead on the inward parts.

A zombie walks but without any noticeable degree of intelligence. He may speak but only with short nonsense growls. All that he wants to eat is – brains.

 

 

 

 

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