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Day 65 Quote


"Wailing and complaining is a waste of time and energy. Nothing changes by wailing about it. Things change by taking positive and targeted action to get them to change. No matter how much anyone wails, the doer will still keep doing whatever he's doing. Action is the antidote for anachronic nonsense"

                     Dr. Jerry - the First Oguzie: JP



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  1. Action is the key word, stop complaining and act. Thank you

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  2. Action,action and action is the only way to go in changing the narrative.

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    1. Show me a man who is an action person
      And I will show you the man who can achieve whatever he fixes his gaze on

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