Respect to Nelson Mandela!
There
were few minutes before midnight yesterday when I heard about Nelson’s
Mandela dead. My first memories about South Africa are tied to apartheid
and Doctor Barnard with his first human to human heart transplant in
1967 – I was 12 years old that time.
Query: what to do to to feel equal with yourself?
(My)
Answer: To be fair, strong against all around, to have vision regarding
tasks yourself assume, to not assume responsibilities
and efforts that you already assumed, to be good and comprehensive with
your dears and friends and so and so.
Madiba
assumed that black and whites must generate a big, powerful nation and
forgave a half of life in prison in order to achieve his assumed
objective.
Basically this hard punished for nothing man defeat Latin dictum “Divide et Impera” with his own “Tie and dominate together”.
William Ernest Henley’s poem INVICTUS is actual as hundreds years ago:
“Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeoning of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.”
Because almost every passed day in our life is a sign in history, just ask yourself: how to guide our followers to be strong and powerful face to life?
With respect to Nelson Madiba Mandela.
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