Today, I crawl out of the old cocoon filled with failures and trauma. Today, I return to this world, as if born into a vineyard where the grapes are available for all to enjoy.
I will pick the fruits of wisdom from the highest and densest vines, planted by sages generations ago. I will savor the sweetness of the grapes and swallow the seeds of every success, allowing new life to sprout in my heart.
The path I have chosen is full of opportunities, yet also accompanied by bitterness and despair. My companions in failure are countless, stacked higher than a pyramid. However, I will not fail like them, for I hold a nautical chart in my hands that will guide me across the raging seas to the shores of my dreams.
Failure is no longer the price of my striving. It and pain will disappear from my life. Failure and I are like water and fire, incompatible. I no longer accept them passively as I did in the past. Instead, guided by wisdom, I will walk out of the shadow of failure and enter a paradise of wealth, health, and happiness, surpassing all my previous dreams.
If I could live forever, I might learn everything. But I am not immortal, so in my limited life, I must learn the art of patience, for nature's behavior is always unhurried. The Creator takes a hundred years to create the King of Trees, the olive tree, while the onion withers in just nine short weeks. I no longer cling to my previous onion-like, fleeting and hasty life. I aspire to become the King of all trees—the olive tree—becoming the greatest and most enduring salesperson in real life.