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Doors and Windows

 Let's talk about doors and windows.

When you want to enter a house, you have a few choices to make: knock the door like a prudent person, break the door, or use the window. 

A door is an opening of opportunity, a promise that your dreams and aspirations potentially rest on the other side of the door. 

It is upon you to know which doors to knock, which ones to break, and which ones to ignore. 

When you build a house, you need a door, the main one, those ushering you into the inner rooms, and potentially a back door. Let's talk about the two main ones- the front and the back door.

Apart from serving as an opening for the house, it is also an aesthetic element - you can decorate your doors with designs that tickle your fancy. 

It is a weakness in most cases because it is easier to breach a door than a wall. 

That way, whenever you see a very secure door, there is a great chance something rests on the other side of it that's worth the trouble.

That translates to other facets of life too: the more strict the barriers of entry, the clearer the indication that there's gold on the other side.

Or the more a damsel locks herself in, never giving us a chance to read her, then you can be assured that it's worth getting your heels dirty chasing after her.

The back door - a chance to flee in case your adversaries catch up with you. 

It is the last resort, the second last one - sorry.

The window.

Think of it as an escape, when adrenaline shoots up, and you can roll yourself into a ball, you can fit into a window, and make a run for it.

Each experience, each deal, each opportunity - has a window for when it gets too hot inside. 

One of you will escape through the window - haven't you heard of people who worked for months on end for an opportunity, assured that they have checked all the boxes, only to realize that one elusive element messed them up? Blame the window.

It can bring in mosquitoes, snakes, squirrels - but it can also serve you with amazing views of the street below or the expansive horizon ahead.

It can keep you from suffocating with hot air, and also help you if you decide to take the coward's way out, especially if it is several storeys up.

Once you understand the elusive reality that hides itself in windows and doors, you can master the art of life as well.

That is an overstatement, but you get the point. 

A window of opportunity, the window to the soul.

Don't open the red door, and so on.

Think of a door as that transition from poverty to wealth, darkness to light, one realm to the next, life to death, to another life. 

An epitome of opportunity, excellence, infinite success - and all you have to do is push the door, knock, break it, or ignore it.

Think of a window as that cool breeze that washes over your face, whispering words of comfort after a heavy workout session. An easy escape to life, or to death. 

An easy way out, and all you need is to muster enough adrenaline to aid you in that sneaky endeavor. 

Master the door, master opportunities. 

Master the window, master escape. 


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