The Weeds Keep Multiplying In

People Continue To Fear Dying, Only Because No One Ever Has.

It's So Sad: Anything That Has To Do With God, People Want To Dispel.

The Weeds Keep Multiplying In Our Garden, Which Is Our Mind Ruled By Fear. Rip Them Out And Call Them By Name.

I'm Tired Of Being Scared, And I Know You Are Too. Not That There Isn't Alot To Be Scared Of In This World Today, Between The Non-stop Headlines About Wars And Nuclear Power Plants And Terrorists And Assasinations And Civil Unrest And Economic Uncertainty And Political Doublespeak And Insane Weather And An Environment That's Becoming Unhealthier By The Day. But A Point Comes When It's Too Much To Deal With, And Thinking About It Accomplishes Nothing More Than Sending You To Bed With A Cold Cloth On Your Head.

Dreams Really Tell You About Yourself More Than Anything Else In This World Could Ever Tell You.