Marketing to an older generation. Parts 1&2 available on our website now. Food for thought for the weekend. Have a good one 😊📚✏️🌞 https://www.totalmerchandise.co.uk/news/article/How-to-market-to-an-older-generation:-Part-2
Live courageously the life you care for or decide to die doubtfully with regrets
The choice is all ours. Many success will come and go but Succeed in life will be filled inevitably with pain. Make a choice!
Actually what I write in my journal EVERYDAY
We can all want this and it can look so many different ways, it doesn’t have to be big, bold, entrepreneurial.
It truly is the small things that create big change, but if you wanna go Big, by all means - let’s do it
Screenshot from @matthewmanhire stories (ps. Love you Matty ❤️)
In the beginning of creation was a goddess that gave life to a star in the center of her forming universe; the star was to travel of its own free will, travel the canvas she had created for it, and if the star reached the end of her canvas then she would expand it. The star journeyed far and wide, every corner it found helped the goddess discover new ways to fold these edges and give an illusion of new horizons. The star did not stop, and so neither to the goddess. The construct of time had not come to fruition, if one were to quantify now how much 'Time' had past since the star's conception and when the universe shattered killing the star and the goddess, we'd say thirteen-trillion years.
It was upon the star's discovery of the 33,000th wall that the goddess began to fold it in and when the corners met... The universe clicked three times then vanished into a white flash... 🍦
"They not gettin' inside here, so quit peeking out the goddamn shades!" the trespasser shouted at me as I couldn't help but worry that a creaky wooden fence with some barbwire was ever going to keep out Four's men. "We appreciate the help, really. Noticed the smoke from your chimney and hoped you might have an idea how to get off this f**king planet?" Cyd told the trespasser, he looked at us with a twitchy eye, his beard scruffy and full of crumbs from meals I suspect he had a while ago. "Ain't no way outta here that don't start with that psychotic f**ks help! You think I'm here by choice? This shit stained moon is the worst thing that ever happen to me...!" and with that said it was like a wave washing over us, the reality that we were in fact doomed to die in a cabin on a dwarf moon by a murderous old man in another old man's bunker hut... #instagramhub#iger#comics#igaddict#doodle#igdaily#drawing#instagood#nice#create#artwork#visualsoflife#art#artdaily#procreate#artist#abstract#nice#ig_captures#colors#drawingoftheday#goodmorning#tree