The Past Doesn't Matter. People

Its Not Just A Smile Of Momentary Happiness. When It Disappears From My Face, It Will Stay With Me.

Fear, He Said, Ran All Of Our Lives. Fear, He Said, After Religion, Was The Most Destructive Force In The World.

She Is Sitting On Frozen Ground Wrapped In A Blanket, Her Pale Skin Shining. She Smiles And She Stands And Without Words, She Steps Forward, Opens The Blanket, Envelops Me Within It And Within Her And Within Myself. She Kisses My Cheek, The One Not Torn, She Wraps Me And She Holds Me. Her Arms Are Thin But Strong. She Whispers In My Ear, "i'm Glad You're Here.

You Only Live Once, Buy Picassos Whenever Possible.

Are We Biology Or God Or Something Higher? I Know My Heart Beats And I Listen To It. The Beat Is Biology, But What Is The Song?