Unlock your cheat codes

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Did you notice the beauty of the human body? 


Its beauty in giving you signs? 
In having the power of changing your hormonal balance; by the emerging light of sun in the morning? 

It provides you with cheat codes throughout your entire existence. It’s magical really, how everything in our bodies is connected. When you’re born, your emotions deliver the physical feeling you’re encountering of sickness and hunger, you get older and you get to express that pain in words in order to feel better emotionally about the physical pain you’re enduring, you become an adolescent and you start having feelings, your heart beats faster and you start sweating like a rainy forest when your sweetheart walks by, and you have the urge to run or kick someone’s butt when you’re feeling stressed out. 


It’s beautiful, how it alarms you about an upcoming illness you’re exposed to through the symptoms and signs you receive, through realizing that your normal state is under attack, and something just doesn’t feel quite right. 

It’s quite a trick, knowing how to deal with your body, knowing your daily intake of food, vitamins and emotions. Paying attention to the white dashes on your nails; and figuring out your vitamin deficiency, bookmarking a homogeneous mindset in another human being, and knowing further about your mutual admiration and compatibility. 


There is no guideline that draws you the path, I wish we were given “The complete healthy body” booklet edition, or a “your life-path in a nutshell” book on our birth date. How easy would life be then, having a guideline to walk through, with full analysis of what you need, and complete details about your emotional state and ideal partner? 

Would you order it? 
How much would you pay for a book that would make your life so predictable? 


Do you think you’d ever feel bored with the perfect sanity you’re having, the knowledge of your life path and the clear vision of your kids’ college tuition. The unknown doesn’t seem so bad now haha, does it? Feels more exciting and full of a jump out of my skin, let-my-heart-dance-with-its-vibrant-beats kind of way. 

Beautiful, how we’re given cheat codes, and we’re blessed with the pleasure of exploring ourselves and our life, if only we paid some more attention to the hints of unpredictable euphoria that’s awaiting us. 

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