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“The world only honors men it cannot conquer”— Johnson Abbaly. Childhood had the spark of life, it was the birthing ground of passion and full of bursts of enthusiasm that made us wonder at life. We yearned each day in our minds to see our dreams come to a realization. With each toy story we forged, the future we hoped to live was designed in our hearts. Childhood was that moment when we weren’t really scared to be us. We lived life with every cynicism out of the window wan ran into the meadows with joy to live life like never before. This pristine ingenuity is the spark that generates world-class ideas. The ability to be childlike in thinking, but not childish in execution. That strength we have to dream far and wide, to numb the threats of failure and forge ahead notwithstanding.   That is the fuel of creativity, the fuel of the originals. But we have lost this childlike passion for embracing the mundane as the norm. To us, heroism is just a myth and to sit on th...

Our memories would fail us to remember — pictured perfectly — our lives as they pass before our eyes.  I am sure you want to run down memory lane and see how beautiful your childhood was. When you do not feel loved, you want to steal from those experiences of the past and maybe giggle as you did that night your dad threw you in the air and all your problems fizzled into the atmosphere and you landed into his arms. Those arms saying "hey, I gat you". If you've ever lost a loved one, the only thing you would have left are memories. Those are the things that consistently remind us of them. Just like in the Disney Animation "COCO", when no one remembers you in the real world, you fade away in the spirit world. Even if it's fiction, it sends a strong message.  The only thing they could use to remember the spirits on earth were their achievements, the moments they spent with them, the experiences that came out of them and PHOTOGRAPHS. This ...