The Way To Recognize A

You Cannot Save People. You Can Only Love Them.

I Want To Make My Own Discoveries…….penetrate The Evil Which Attracts Me

We Travel, Some Of Us Forever, To Seek Other States, Other Lives, Other Souls.

What I Cannot Love, I Overlook. Is That Real Friendship?

We Do Not Grow Absolutely, Chronologically. We Grow Sometimes In One Dimension, And Not In Another, Unevenly. We Grow Partially. We Are Relative. We Are Mature In One Realm, Childish In Another. The Past, Present, And Future Mingle And Pull Us Backward, Forward, Or Fix Us In The Present. We Are Made Of Layers, Cells, Constellations.