L.M. Fields

Hold dear and true friends close to your heart, it matters not where you find them, only that you treat them with love and respect always.

I am a creator, writing like the wind, I carry the weight of a future world in the barrel of a pen, etching my characters into the paper with life giving ink so my dreams and reality might finally meet.

Trolls must continually feed their bottomless need, so be strong and patiently wait out their fires of hatred for eventually they eat their own.

My life is my testimony.

I never talk back. I listen and always remember your every word, so come pen or mouse, never forget that I will treasure your thoughts forever. Yours truly, Paper.

I refuse to put God into a little box I can handle, for that would insult us both.

Never let the sacrifice of others be for nothing by doing nothing.

Life is brighter on the lighter side.

It's time to stop following the yellow brick road, use your God given brain, and quit chasing rainbows, because the truth is life's hard, but can be oh so sweet when you choose to own it.

Sometimes life hands us a mirror and dares us to take a look.

How many geniuses are we putting to sleep today and where would our world be now, if the age of pill popping, mind numbing control existed during the times of Da Vinci, Shakespeare, or Einstein?

The past is behind us unless we fail to learn from it.

They are strong wives, devoted moms, and beautiful women, trying to find a way to earn and keep their wings because God knows, it's not easy being married to the military.

_"If a person is not willing to take responsibility for themselves, it does not excuse them from not taking responsibility when their bad choices affect others.

_"For all we become aware of when we slowly wake up, you can't help but pause and wonder what is still left unseen.

I've said it before, history repeats itself for those who don't learn from the past. Can we please learn from all this? Please? Or is everyone waiting for yet another savior to come along and charm them Hollywood style if freedom is still around for America's next election?

You may not have the greenest yard, but you can take the shit you're given and fertilize your grass into something beautiful!

It doesn't matter where you've been, only where you are going.