The Stage



Our lives are like a drama.
       This world, is the stage.
   And the people are the actors and actresses.
Everyone plays a role and they are different from each one.
             Some people are really acting. They are wearing a mask on their 
faces. But others can't see them.They think that it's his real appearance. 
That means he keeps up appearance.
             But some are really, living with their role.They are living with their
dreams. But people can't identify them even they can't understand them.

But if you are in alert, you can easily identify them.

We can't act every day and every time. We have to join with our real lives
one day.
The good people are highlighting every day.
    IF WE WANT A SUCCESSFUL DRAMA, WE SHOULD LIVE WITH  OUR ROLES.
 
So what do you think about it?
Who is the best?

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Avarice.

Money, thou bane of blisse, & source of wo,
     Whence com’st thou, that thou art so fresh and fine?
     I know thy parentage is base and low:
Man found thee poor and dirty in a mine.

Surely thou didst so little contribute
     To this great kingdom, which thou now hast got,
     That he was fain, when thou wert destitute,
To digge thee out of thy dark cave and grot:

Then forcing thee by fire he made thee bright:
     Nay, thou hast got the face of man; for we
     Have with our stamp and seal transferr’d our right:
Thou art the man, and man but drosse to thee.

     Man calleth thee his wealth, who made thee rich;
     And while he digs out thee, falls in the ditch.