Choice. Real. Valuable. God; Atheism; Life; Experience is sometimes fleeting pairs of footprints in beach sand. Rare is […]
poem
Our experience of loss is unavoidable.
If our tears could build a stairway, and memories a lane.
We would walk right up to Heaven and bring you back again.
Truth Is IlluminationMy vital does not wantTo hear the truth from you,For it feels that truth is punishment. […]