If our life is defined by what we do and become thereof, then we really have to push ourselves beyond the confines of our limited thoughts and ideas. Because beyond our thoughts and ideas lie so many things to view and consider before we conclude the definition of our life. So in the act of pushing ourselves, we confront lots of experiences, both negative and positive which either grease our move or rust our move. Slaying all the evils on our way backed by all those positives, if we end up undefeated, we feel that we have done something great. But how would it tickle our senses if we are consumed by fires and furries of all those negatives standing our ways? Different story, i think. At the end, it is nothing but the strength and stamina of our heart that really matters in pushing ourselves through all concrete walls, firewalls and iron walls if we really have to prove the definition of our life. Only if you feel that your whatever you do defines your life.
