Feel free to call it luck

It’s some hours past midnight and am still coding, listening to some cool relaxing music and preaching’s and I suddenly got struck. Struck buy reality. It hit me real hard like a thunder. I remembered how hard am looking for a job. That was just one of my worry. In fact the only worry I had. Of course am confident that I will get one, but have I thanked God for at least half of what I have. How many were we born, I bet a promise that more than 10 that were born around the time I was born are dead, others blind, others paralyzed, others have just given up in life, others don’t even know what to care about in life, some others are behind me in education, others are sick, others don’t have food…..the list can go on and on, to a point where any logical and statistical mind can make an unexpected conclusion that something has influence in how we and why we live. Feel free to call it luck, if only you can tell me luck from who? Or its fate only if you can explain why me…

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About Kabue Charles

I am an instigator of artistic, intelligent and mind boggling softwares. I love C#, envy C++, and one day I might try CUDA. I prefer solving complex and mission impossible problems in a new or old but innovative way. Am intrigued by machine learning challenges, security critical challenges, and privacy challenges like a real serverless peer-to-peer communication. I am usually literally stressed when a day goes by without learning or doing something new. I avoid repetition whenever possible. Away from computers, I enjoy capturing moments of life and nature with 1080 (…and above) pixel pictures and videos. I like details, accuracy, idealistic but realistic personalities. I love futurist’s but I hate fantasy. A decent, moderate and gentle character is my favorite. I avoid shame like a plague, confront my fears with facts, and I am very constant with opinions and beliefs. I love suits (…but don’t wear them), arsenal football club (…I only know the manager), and I have no favorite food. Reading and writing poems helps me retain my sobriety. I consider myself funny, privileged, a renaissance man and sometimes shy. I believe in things unseen and incomprehensible.

Posted on November 5, 2015, in Theories and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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