I don't know whether it is beautiful or sad, that I find such blissful happiness within the confines of my own mind, more so than I do in the reality that surrounds me.

You tend to write because your heart holds million unspoken words, writing is your only way to heal your own soul!

Within the earth__ womb each metal grows slowly developing and transforming into its perfection, its highest manifestation _ gold. Nature and God are striving towards perfection, everything moves towards One. Just as human strive to become fully conscious, so all the metals strive to reach their purest state _ gold.

Because of the past, so many people are living in the past! No one is free from the past, but we are free to choose to move from the past into the present or stay in the past, though we live in the present!

I value and honor the way that my suffering brings me to further search and surrender.

We__e all blurry-eyed wanderers of time, and the unfortunance of it all is that we__ probably all go on to do great things if only we searched for what corrected and focused our vision instead of relying on our past _ life__ grand kaleidoscope _ to help us find our way forward.