Forming, shaping, taking time to enhance meanings of life and it’s suffering, never really finding any proof that it is needed to exist.
Truly wanting to find out differently, things about which I don’t know, but am very curious and continue to investigate on my own.
Intellect coaching, assimilating what I’ve learned, causing scopes of interactive knowledge to become and ignite the fires of imagination.
Other times letting out only the bad in them.Life goes on, and competition is a part of it, only if it achieves the good in every one of each day.Otherwise, it should be discarded like an old rag and be done with forever.
Eyes walking back and forth, enjoying the presence of genius.
Wanting to know the trueness – the sureness of everything around me, I end up with only uncertainty and the failure of doubt sitting heavily upon me.Finding no path straight enough to follow, my mind sits down and chooses not to bother anymore.Wandering aimlessly through my mind, continues the same, forevermore.
Kept totally in an isolated conclave, away from all prying eyes, carefully tending to any thought of demise.
Prayer takes on a special meaning, strengthening inner souls.Magnificent feelings of peace and inner joy take hold as stepping slowly out of life, we seek and find our pathway to God.
Reminders of the past alight and rays of sunshineenlighten the world around them.Entangling playfulness on edges of crimson rosehorizons.
