He completed the universe; he achieved the physical unity of the globe. And has yet made humans do the same, without some kind of overwhelming panic to happen at the drop of a hat.
When you just want them to break out, letting just know, as I have found that my whole heart for my whole life, means more than petty things as whatever makes others break, cry, bleed, and grim.
And the children grow, and I know it kills you to see them grow up. Â But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn’t. They need to keep this world going, even if half way through life, adults say no.
Friends are relatives you make for yourself, so when one part of your family leaves to go out in the world, you’ll still have them near you. Speaking: of nothing else but that you did the right thing.
But do recall in this for your children, when they leave; growing old is mandatory; growing up is optional. In time, you’ll see them again.
Even when Monday is a lame way to spend one-seventh of your life, luckily there are six other days to make up for it. So don’t fret too much on it.
Why would there be fine be like teachers to help them, they have their reason, well there are three good reasons to be a teacher; June, July, and August. For in those months, you get them back.
As to the one rule you should give them, and that is to never look down on anybody unless you’re helping him up. If they can does that, without a fight, than things will only go up from there.
But let’s look on the day where all the family that is neat you, on that forever on
Thanksgiving Day; the heart will find the pathway home. Hand in hand if you will.
And look on the brighter side of things, when you would miss them, just tell them, that the one good thing about not seeing you; is that I can write you letters. And in return they do the same.
But those days won’t come any sooner than you think, the worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to. And by the time they do see you, would you even remember it?
Moving on of how things have come short and far from changing, of how often we fail to realize our good fortune in living in a country where happiness is more than a lack of tragedy. And sadly the ending to this is more given away than anything else in the world.
It can be frustrating, but never go to bed mad. Â Stay up and fight. For the coming tomorrow, things should get better by then. If not, there is always the next day.
Even when seeing the smaller parts of human falling with little notions that they think would work for them, such as they think the average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the aver-age man can see better; then he can think. But really, the opposite works just as great.
For really anyone can catch your eye, but it takes someone special to catch your heart, and that is finer than any amount of beauty, for catching your heart is lovely all on its own.
But elsewhere, we often take for granted the very things that most deserve our gratitude. Life!
Even in the lifestyle of work and play, it’s easy to make a buck.  It’s a lot tougher to make a difference. And when that difference takes longer to make, that buck means nothing.
In other matters, those who think more soul than mind can see that an animal’s eyes have the power to speak a great language. And in that language is the truth of it all.
But there is no actual law that says that a person of inner beauty cannot also maintain an appearance, it just that something comes on top faster than others. Once again, a down fall more it is.
And elsewhere, farther from the eyes, the heart breaks and melts, it’s so hot even my fake plants are wilting, but again that could just be the heart under too much pressure.
Funny of how a baseball park is the one place where a man’s wife doesn’t mind he’s getting excited over somebody else’s curves. But that’s just a simple matter clouding other judgment of what is there.
Yet, in the finer moments, even as astrology is a language. Â If you understand this language, the sky speaks to you. And everything just falls away from that world you once knew.
Life is a flame that is always burning itself out, but it catches fire again every time a child is born, and the glow and warmth is never the same, as the child from the adult reflects from it.
And if all fails, for some days don’t meet to what you want and if you don’t think every day is a good day, just try missing one. Your thoughts on those days slowly change for the better.
And you could call me the writer, trying to do something, but unsure what it is? That writer does the most: who gives his reader the most knowledge, and takes from him the least time, and just gets a smile of a well done job for now.
We’re all just walking each other home, finding where all live and knowing how closer we are, than what we give credit for.
Know how a friend is a brother who was once a bother, and only does things to wake you from a dis-tance nightmare that you once called a dream.
Seeing that the true professionalism is a frame of mind, not a paycheck, and with that you feel twice richer, than gold given.
That even in the land of fiction reveals truths that reality obscures; giving little chance for the line that holds them apart does little anymore.
And then soon, the worlds collided of the war between being and nothingness is the underlying illness of the twentieth century. Â Boredom slays more of existence than war. As we find pleasures in things that do more harm than good.
The only thing worse than being bored is being boring, and knowing you let come to that.
In the simple forms of becoming different knows the difference that the nose is for breathing, the mouth is for eating. If the plans of being an idiotic fool are something one wants to do, don’t bring oth-ers into the mess.
And in the close to calls moments that are in the matter of one change, is that if the light in your life has changed to yellow, I recommend you floor it. Â It’s safer than the alternative. And: waiting for change to come knocking behind you.
And somewhere, in the allies of those who wander, should know skin does not equal sin. It just means there were no other choices to make a change to live.
Forbidden things have a secret charm, and a charm I couldn’t speak of, for it ones meaning of surveying.
And that leaves only one thing to do, and what is that you might be saying. Well if there is only one way to cheer . . . hard! For who else would know that you care and think of them any less.
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