A Warrior Knows That The

Myspace Is An Addiction.

Our Sexual Energy, When Not Properly Mastered, Is Transformed Into Anger.

Our True Friends Are Those Who Are With Us When The Good Things Happen. They Cheer Us On And Are Pleased By Our Triumphs.

Sadness Does Not Last Forever When We Walk In The Direction Of That Which We Always Desired.

For The Warrior Of Light There Is No Such Thing As An Impossible Love. He Is Not Intimidated By Silence, Indifference Or Rejection. He Knows That, Behind The Mask Of Ice That People Wear, There Beats A Heart Of Fire. Without Love, He Is Nothing.