A trusting heart will follow, only those who truly follow their heart.

Sometimes playing stupid opens your eyes to the truth.

Everyone has their own boat, it's a matter of pulling it out of the sand, and putting it in the water. But further, you can anchor the boat in fear when the storms rage, and go nowhere, let it drift aimlessly on its own or you can let God be the navigator and guide you on a journey in a way that is right for you.

It is better to have God over your shoulder, than carry the world alone on your back.

We are all innocent, until we die.

The more material we lose, the less we have. The less we have, the more we win.

A house is never small or empty, when filled with love.

Hope is like a word made with cloud, without faith, it quickly blows away.

Every corner and room of a house will carry memories, make these the most pleasurable times you shared with your family.

This I would wish, that there was no time or sleep. No more past, or future, and everything we did was good the first time, for the day. Without the need of looking back to learn from the past, and no future to hope for the better. No more tiredness, or having a need to dream, and no nightmares to fear. If there was a second time, this is how I would like to start over.

When I was young, I thought I was a bird at one time. Then they told me I can't fly, so I stopped flying.

We are all dust passing through the air, the difference is, some are flying high in the sky, while others are flying low. But eventually, we all settle on the same ground.

Life is short enough, there is nothing worth here to take your life, and those things we do gain can never be taken to our grave.

A colorful body with fabrics, tattoos and jewelry is attractive, but a colorful heart with love, truth and faith is beautiful.

To save face, it's better not to ask sex from the ex, but to give everything the axe.

The distance of a voice, is only a short time away from touch.

Key the mind, and set the soul free.

Which is colder, the hand or the gun?

And when the earth began to rumble and quake, as fear and frantic set in, he ran back inside the house past his wife and children, gathering all the valuables and things he thought of importance, and ran back to his car packing away. After making two trips in and out, he waited in the car for his family to come out, in fear they darted through the darkness and pelting cold rain. When everything calmed down, and the house was intact and safe, he returned putting everything back in its place, had the kids go to bed, told his wife he loves her and turned off the light.

There are four kinds of people to avoid in the world: the assholes, the asswipes, the ass-kissers, and those that just will shit all over you.

With the world in a chaos of questions, family should be the answer.

Let the night take you. Let the stars evaporate into your dreams. Let sleep be the only comfort for you to believe.

Life is like the dirt we bury our dreams and fears in. It blemishes the way. As things tend to grow by the rain of our belief or doubts.

Don’t pass on your passions, to settle in the stale normality. Endure. Strive. Ensure.

The chains that break you, are the chains that make you. And the chains that make you, are the chains you break.

She knows her timing, always knows. The time to strike or the time to starve. Her eyes as a clock, she watches she waits she learns, and in the second she blinks, she changes her mind just like that.

Don't be in temper, to leave so quickly, that I may be dying. But all too soon, the leaves and debris will gather elsewhere.

The beauty on the inside, will determine the ugly on the outside.

A rose, isn't quite as beautiful as it once was, when after its thorn pricks you.

Me being an ant, at her mountain, I would have tried my best for my voice to reach her peak. But our timing was off, and she hid her pain as stars in clouds. If I had the chance, I would have saved her from all the truths and lies.

It's not the appearance that makes a man, it's the man that makes an appearance.

Sometimes it's hard to look at a flower, when your dying inside.

Without the sun, there is no shadow; without the Son, there is only shadow.

Closed mouths, only lead to closed gates. Share your salvation!

To be the salt, you also need to be the shaker. To shake the world. Shake the truth. Shake the people. Shake the word. Have it sprinkle, melt and preserve humanity.

She's my pride, my winning prize, always a surprise, to look into her eyes, see her free soul, as soap that slips from the grip of control; a stroll through the park on a dark night with stars to spark the sky, heaven with no price tag I realize, love is the same: endless, priceless, full bliss; to have this princess I pinch myself thinking this is a dream, but to my reprise, I can only say I am now, at last, alive.

I see you better in music, I hear you better in wind, I feel you more in a flooding moonlight, that understands nothing, but darkness and silence.

In the horrors of war, please bring me peace.

Silent as a flower, her face fell in dismay, aware that the ghost of lust ate and left, sensing that there was a different scent of perfume consuming the room, and that she had numbered and counted the he loves me, he loves me not of each petal, where the lifeless dust had settle.

Suicide is a hasty unresolved death that slowly kills those close-by day by day.

A tormented mind wants to forget, what a broken heart will always remember.

We hide our demons so good, that the angels we show, bare the shame on their faces.

Love has no fear, willing to take on anyone. But how much we fear love!

Down the road of hate, at every busted corner lurks the need for love.

For some soldiers, there is a greater war going on behind the gun's shadow of family and friends, than in front of the gun pointing at strange enemies.

The paint is drying, and time is dying. The pain is crying, lying on my back, trying to get back the time, to brushstrokes too fast, wet went dry and love went dull; now I live in a portrait I never painted.

You will be remembered more for your bangs in life, than the bling.

I know an alcoholic is the worse, but sometimes I wonder if it's better to have a drinking father that lives at home, or a drinking father, that never comes around.

Fake love, is just as damaging as open hate.

Please don´t drown into his fears, his concrete fists don´t let him again, break the bridge of your nose with his cruel born hits. Then disappear into that mask of misery.

I can have patience for anything, but it's waiting for love, that kills me a little each day.

Sometimes it's better for a struggling writer to stay single, than to keep hearing, "Oh, your a writer, and you need to spend time in writing? Then go marry your writing!

As troubles bring money, money in turn can also bring troubles.

Money makes a monster of a man, that makes money his master.

When water fountains start charging to drink, then you know we have a problem.

They say money is the rude of all evil, however I know poor people that can quite fit the bill.

The mind can fool the heart, as the heart can fool the mind.

When eyes have died in its gaze, know the heart had died in its blaze.

She says: ...love is really all that matters. He hears: ...really love to do it on the mattress.

The closest thing to Heaven, is having a peaceful mind, and a beautiful, pure heart.

They can stop a river by building a dam, but I will be damned if they can stop my river of blood flowing through my veins and heart.

Love is about as strong, as two people want to make it.

One day, your beauty will manifest in someone's eye.

The papers say we're married, but it's the heart that writes the love story.

Everyone needs a house to live in, but a supportive family is what builds a home.

There are a world of answers, outside the loop.

At the bottom of the mountain you have your scoffers and doubters, by midpoint you have your envious and haters, and when you reach to the top you have new friends and family you never met or thought existed.

Money spent, will never out value spent time.

I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I was bald.

The pleasures of living is loving!

All she wanted was a family, all he wanted was fame; as their relationship famished.

When we were together before, the world was small to us, but as you grew bigger to life and the world became desirous to living, we became smaller to each other.

Be open in everything with your partner, because where there is secrecy, it can mistakenly come off as being sneaky; where you just may be innocently quiet.

Does giving your piece of mind, bring a peace of mind? Or is it better to be silent and let the war inside subside?

The heart fools the mind, where eyes went deaf to words, that fell on blinded ears to easy to fall in love.

If you put a clock in a bottle, with time it will crack,as like money, as like love, as like a beautiful mind, empty of a soul.

God is the light bulb, to where faith is the light switch.

People tend to think that money makes them strong, but it's those that learn to survive without it, are truly the stronger.

Go to God with your coal, and He will set them to blazing fire.

It was uncontrollable, overpowered by others, these colors within me, staring out at a black and white world; without spurning about, wanting to rule, too much negligence, they left me no choice, but to surrender. It was time, had to crash the lightning, and bow to the rain, where promises have broken, and pain still reigns. Had to give up myself and bring life to the world, had to. Dye

The paper is my savior, the pen my blood, to words that shed my world.

We are all actors, set on the stage of the world, as the curtains open we put on our best performance to this audience of life.

Arise, my love, let us try to set these ashes on fire again!

Sometimes we are that fly in the house, that thinks it sees an open window. So it crawls to, or flies head-on into clear glass. At times getting stuck between the storm and pane, it dies in the windowsill under a tormenting, hot sun.

Some people are severely lonely, all they can do is accept the single life as an example of being free and happy.

Don't let reality, get in way of your dreams.

The truth is we're all dying, the lie is we're all living.

They have their opinions, but we have the answers.

Nothing like being in a dream, then waking up to a nightmare.

If a man brags about his sex life he's a stud, but if a woman brags about her sex life she's a slut.

Most people give up finding their soul mate, and settle down to just having a flesh mate.

Sex swims in marriage, while sex sinks in sin of being single.

A smile will go the mile, while a frown will take you down.

Children don't understand, when things aren't given. The single parent struggling to provide; how they sacrifice themselves, by sweeping their dreams and goals under the table, just to bring bread and beans on the table.

Nowadays, a simple faulty brake light traffic stop, can get a black person killed. It's better to fix the broken light bulb, then having to face and cooperate with a senseless police officer.

They were shiny, shiny people that were bright like light bulbs, but there I stood out like a sore thumb, my dimness flickering self, and they saw it and removed themselves from me, forming their circle of light. Until the night died, they never noticed when the sun broke open its skull of rays, where I laid by the stop sign.

These days, it's better to look poor and be safe, than look rich and be a victim.

Two people pass each other. As one looks upon the other's skin color, the other is looking back at their appearance. Both justifying, how better and righteous they are, in their own insecurities.

There is coming a day, when freedom will just be a essence of the mind, an inner dwelling that was once physically attainable. They will tell you where you can live, and what you can wear and drive, what and how much you can eat and drink, and how to purchase those. They will strip you of your religion, race, gender, national origin, age, color, creed, views and power, and have control of the population. They will set in a new world order, and put you in the back of the line, marked and branded. Everything before will be erased, and the new will be manipulated. And what you believe most, can only be kept secret, for all must fall in line of their govern. Anything outside will be abolished. Even death, will be sought, but restrained. They will execute complete and total control over everything, and be sole owners of your soul. The light, that once guided will go dim, and liberty will be like an unwilled bird, suppressed in the cage of your ribs; wings cut off.

A small world where people know each other, and still so deep, able to get lost.

The new dumb, is now wisdom.

We are soon approaching a refined holiday, "Merry Mas," where Christ will be taken out of its context.

The rich eat life, the poor eat death; so what is the problem they ask?

As the world continually multiplies, are we in a generation where people are divided, or people are equal?

You may not be able to change the world for the better, but the world is able to change you for the worst, don't give them the rock you stand on.

Find strength in your heartbeat, than weakness with a beat heart. Take each breath as another chance, and love for a new day.

The thought is just as strong as the consequence.

We shall become, or we shall overcome.

The American flag doesn't give her glory on a peaceful, calm day. It's when the winds pick up and become boisterous, do we see her strength. When she unfolds her hand, and shows her frayed fingers, where we see the stretch of red-blood lines of man that fought for this land. The purity of white stripes that strips our sins, and the stars of Abraham's covenant, broad in a midnight blue sky. The rights our forefathers established. As it waves high in the currents of freedom, where the Torch of Liberty shines over the sea, does she give meaning to unity. When we strive as one nation, or when it drops half-mast, to a fallen soldier.

Keep me heaven my soul has holes, leaking good morals, I once had control over dark matters of the world, give me courage and strength for my Lord, and sew the holes that hold you near. Keep me heaven my soul has holes.

Unconditional love, is love, regardless anything; attainable or impossible.

Fear   Only  Constraints  Undeveloped                       Strength                      where your eyes look to within,                      is what your heart will believe.

If you are reading this, be sure to count this on your blessings list.

If coffee were like dreams, then I would be wired in constant bliss, never needing sleep to live out my dreams.

Rather blessings, after counting my misfortunes, I realized how the more blessed I am.

We watch the sky, we watch it alive and we watch it die, looking for signs. We live like wind, with hope in wings that we will get there, never sooner or never later, but at a right time.

Don't let someone keep putting out the flame God keeps re-lighting, we all have a purpose. As a wing to a bird. As wind that goes the destiny over the sea.

One can talk good and shower down roses, but it's the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its false expectations.

Nothing is in the middle of somewhere, surrounded by everything, where everyone is someplace, and still lacking the someone, I need most.

To express open creativity, you first need to create your own space of seclusion.

Burning bridges behind you is understandable. It's the bridges before us that we burn, not realizing we may need to cross, that brings regret.

People from the past, have a tendency to walk back into the present, and run over the future.

For us to change history, we first need to change the future.

One of these days, will become a this day. And that day, will be the preeminent of days to come.

Today can be better than the worse of yesterdays, but tomorrow can never replace the best of yesterdays.

Life is like a lit cigarette. The past is ashes, the present is burning, and the future is up in smoke. Fast as a breath; inhale exhale.

The future is now! Don't make that second pass you into regrets.

The past, has been erased; the present, forgiven; and the future, redeemed.

We are a day away from making history, and a history towards the breaking of tommorrow.

Trust is like a two-way mirror, transparent on one side, with a blind dimness unable to see through on the other side.

Never underestimate wisdom in silence, proof isn't always a mouthful of words.

And she looked upon the mirror that was given as a gift. She hated everything about it, from the circular size of it, to the color, and the wooden frame that held it in place. But mostly, she hated looking at herself. Especially into this one that had a scratch on its glass surface, which would reflect back to her face. And as she looked, it would cut her as the words her father would often say, in telling her she was ugly.

Words of war, on a piece of paper. Where peace is torn off, crumbled and toss in the waste basket.

A tongue is about the size of a bullet, but much more fierce and powerful.

Words will only ruin you, if you allow them.

I wonder, with all the flowers in the garden, how many of them ever think of hanging themselves with the garden hose, if ever they can.

Depression, is like trying to find a light switch in pitch darkness. Defeating it takes much assistance and resource. First, it's letting in loved ones that are reaching out, when light will begin to shine.

Simplicity is, as simple as you make it.

Foolishness sleeps soundly, while knowledge turns with each thinking hour, longing for the dawn of answers.

He asked me for a light to light his cigarette, and by reason of unaware, it is he that really gave light to me, made me realize how much alike we all are, breathing the same air, beating the same red blood, separated through some fortune and shame in the way of humanity.

A friend is the wax that keeps the flame lit, an enemy is the wind that blows it out.

As a lie can be buried, the truth will always bloom.

The shadows have both been my refuge and my repulse.

If freedom rings, then bondage bombs.

At the end of every light, is a tunnel of darkness.

In the end, people will not be judged by the darkness they lived in, but by the light they rejected.

As a child, I was afraid of the dark and the monsters on the outside.As a man, I run away from the light, afraid to show the monsters within.

Don't make prayer a consistent battle, but rather constantly pray against life's battles.

She sheltered her colors in the dark, where others were blind to see; I caught a glimpse of her lastly when she gave me a chance, before disappearing into the day. There was beauty locked in her that unfolded like an umbrella's claw, her true self that desired compassion, trust, protection and the potential to soar. But I missed to late, that what I wasn't looking for, when she left her reasons in the rain.

Faith is, believing there is still a star out there to wish on, just for you, tucked away behind dark clouds.

Unto the Cross came death, and unto death came the Cross.

Trust, is the stone thrown into the sea, sinking deep in all its murkiness, unable to see what it once lived and believed to be a promise.

The best way to handle life, is to put your life in God's hands.

It's a shame, when I'm at the checkout line, and the cashier holds up my bill to the light, in search for a ghost president, or slashing a yellow marker to see if counterfeit. Even in money we can't be trusted. Makes we wonder whats next, will the government make a marker to slash our hand, or an x-ray we will have to walk through, to check if we have a dishonest heart or corrupt spirit?

It's not how many friends you can count, it's how many of those you can count on.

I kiss her ghost, and sleep with the dust on her photograph, next to my bedside.

Sometimes I wonder, that one missing sock after doing laundry, is the smart one. After being unhappy for so long, it finally walks away from a frayed, worn-out relationship.

I just wanted to tell you, how beautiful you were; that day, that night, that life.

She had died, I just never told her. So still, we walk, eat and sleep together, in fear one day she'll come to realize it.

Should it happen, that your partner leaves you for someone else with more money. To where later you strike it richer than the person they left you for, and the ex finds out, after losing all and regretting. It was a blessing that it ended. Though money wasn't sufficient then, mostly they were rich with your love, now suffering being broke in both.

It's useless to paint a closed door, in order to change its color. The door needs to be open for both sides to change as same.

All the beaches of the world, could never amount to, nor implore the one grain of sand that I stand on, which is your love.

Don't try to be the missing key in my life, and I won't be the unmatched lock, that doesn't let you in.

A circle of friends, doesn't always keep perfect relationships.

You can't lift a relationship up if you keep walking over the other person's mistakes.

People are laughing at me today for having holes in my pockets, and ink blood on my fingers- a thirty-something old writer, who strangles words from dictionaries, and feeds on the decay of poetry.

A cynical modification of letting go doesn't bring forgiveness, it's when, once you forgive, will you be able to let go.

Sometimes you have to risk life, in order to live, and gamble death, to sacrifice life.

The mint from your breath, the milk from your breast, the best of your mind, now in its worst state of condition. From the womb to the tomb, as a mild flower, you break your petals upon blossom, and seize death openly. Leaving your fragrance to spin and dance, one last time before being blown away.

At the edge you will always remember me, at the edge you will last be remembered, where sanity and insanity come together, for the time, then separates. Like leaves on October trees, that color the world, but for a moment, then leave. At the edge, where life losses its edginess, and thoughts we will become one, someday. At the edge the sun drops, the ring falls, and senses of raindrops climb upwards to the gray sky.

Live for your country, die to yourself; live for yourself, die to your country.

They throw rice at a new marriage, then give him beans in a divorcement.

In all you do, try being a WOW, and not a woe.

I guess it's better to have a chalk smile, than an ink smile. Where chalk changes with the direction of wind, ink stays as a deep stain. Like rain, sun and hail against a fake plant.

As day is to a sword, night is to a shield.

They say blood is thicker than water, but I say ice, can be more solid than blood, when times get cold.

Manny has swung with many men, but many men never seen Manny's blissful swing.

As dogs return to their vomit, some men return to their wives.

Therapy to life: Eat with the wise, and drink with the fools!

One dream, will suffice a thousand nightmares.

Level, is spelled the same forward and backwards. Those on the upper level can always hit the bottom, and those on the bottom can always rank to the top. Envision your footprints up there already trailing, and your feet will soon follow suit.

It all starts with you, and that which never starts, also finishes with you.

People usually will remember people most, for the stupid things they did, than the impressionable ones. This somehow strangely, makes them feel better.

Regrets never sit well, with those that never forget.

Sin bites bitter. But oh, the sweet taste of salvation, that stirs the spirit!

Don't look at the present storm, but look to the Son coming.

Strange, how the name Israel, God's own chosen nation, who don't believe Jesus to be the Messiah, sounds almost the same as saying "is He real?

No tear, is a wasted tear, if it spills out for love, whether in good times or bad.

With thousands of roads before us that lead nowhere, going in circles. There really are only two roads we will either travel, one going to heaven, or the other to hell.

So many birds sitting around, on a dead wire, a bare branch, a cold ground, a drifting seashore; never realizing the glory in their wings and where it can take them, nor the envy as we look on them.

Thoughts are like an open ocean, they can either move you forward within its waves, or sink you under deep into its abyss.

My brain as the engine, with thoughts trailing to the caboose, on a one-track mind we keep going forward.

A mind is not weighed by its magnitude, but by the dimensions of its thoughts.

The flesh covers the bones, and makes the spirit naked.

I heard death had a name, but I forgot what it was.

When something seems unbalanced and out of rhythm, just a song can tune things up in a moment. The power of music is therapy.

A dream is just as good, and will go as far as an action.

Everything begins with failing. If you stop to fail, then your failing to stop, to try and try again, and bring success.

If you can't please yourself some of the time, how do you expect to please people all the time? Not everyone is going to appreciate you for your efforts and deeds.

Everyone has their own calling, but not everyone is looking for the phone, or either they missed the call, or just not answered it.

The only one that believes in you, is you. Don't lean on how others see you to find belief in yourself.

There's not a day that goes by, without me thinking of you, dying, in someone else's arms.

Confidence, is like a belt worn around the waist. Wear it too tight, you come off cocky and arrogant, wear it too loose, you come off timid and a walk over, but wear it fit and snug, it will uphold you in every step of the way.

With all these forks in the roads of our path, why do so many choose to take the knife?

Haters are those, that never were given any chances, that blew their chances, or that never took the chance.

Nothing won't change, until the choice is placed first. And until when choice is given a chance.

Love, is sometimes a simpler form of slowly dying, it's like a bullet that ricochets off time's walls of desire, waiting to hit that picture perfect heart of regrets.

You know you love something if you're willing to die for it, and you know it means nothing if you walk away from that which is dying.

Essential to life, is desiring the things that you need, than needing the things you desire.

Life has its enigmatic events, that can make it a mystery, or my misery. It all depends on how I view it.

Pain will come with time, but time will heal the pain.

Before she cut her birthday cake, she cast a wish, then blew the candles out from his eyes.

The darkness always lies.

The difference between the rich and the poor, is finding true love.

Poverty is like a crumb that sits at a table, and starves itself to death.

Capture your youth, while you can.

What is the likelihood, of winning the lottery, then lose it all the next day when you step out your front door and get struck by lightning? Probably, very slim, but then anything is possible.

It seems when Opportunity knocks, Fate shows up to open the door.

It seems it doesn't pay to be good anymore, when people are short-changing you for evil.

May your sleep be your death, and your wakefulness be your heaven.

There are some people that should stay quiet, because they understand. As there are those that should stay quiet, because they don't understand. Some things are better left unsaid or voiced.

With making changes, the difficult part of trying to implement a new way, idea or thought, is getting people to believe the effect of your notion, and have them believe in themselves of adapting to something new.

If you're still believing, then you're almost there!

Take caution of what lies, in what you may beLIEve.

We can't control on how each day will fall, but we can control how we fall into each day. Learn to make adjustments to match the circumstances.

Some ride the bullet to vent, while some shoot the bullet to revenge.

To ease the pain, erase the anger.

Anger can kill, even a feather gently blowing in the wind.

Feelings could override facts, as facts could alter feelings. Choose the truth first, rather than following after feelings.

When I awake thinking of dreams I slept on, I often wonder, if the dreams ever wake up thinking of me?

Climb upon the hates, and build upon the loves.

We are rich in hearts, but poor with love.

Distance can make a love fade, while closeness can make hate flare; as distance can make hate fade, while closeness can make love flare.

It began with a hello, and ended in hell.

Hate will only eat the truth, then spit out a lie.

Her complexity is a glorious fire that consumes, while her simplicity goes unapproachable. But if one takes time to understand her, there is something beautiful to find, something simple to be loved. But she goes unloved, for being misunderstood.

My love, my love, is a flame in the dark covered in glass. So glowingly beautiful to others on the outside, while slowly suffocating inside.

Knowing to do the right thing, but playing stupid to oblige to it, is still lying.

Death moved in the night, in search for blood, and when it found Life, it passed on by, like a cloud that moves by the face of the moon. When he found those dead without the red, he took the life before them born first, and the mourning emptied itself till the morning.

Life turns, and returns death. Where death digs its claws into the grave only to pull out life, as a baby from a womb; and the recycle of air, the recycle of struggles that never achieve satisfaction, in a constant turning world, of an untuned universe.

If something bad smells in the basement, it will eventually make its way to the attic.

The only fear that builds character, is the fear of God.

Victory, is like a boxer that hangs his gloves, after the consecutive losses; sometimes walking away is what builds character, than the actual fight. As humble fruit on a tree that falls to the ground and rots, never finding appreciation in the taste of mouths.

When you put fear behind the wheel, you're bound to crash, but when you drive in faith the ride will be rough, but preceding into a journey of your lifetime.

We all have our own road to walk. Whether rocky, curving, straight or smooth, what good is a lonely road? It’s when we run and intersect with other roads that defines our road. When road meets road do we get direction, and choices to cross into another life.

We tell the dead to rest in peace, when we should worry about the living to live in peace.

If I was your mirror, you would look for me more, than you do me.

If karma doesn't catch up, God will surely pick up the slack.

We are equal by fault, but never equal in acceptance.

Sin is man's, last attempt to perfection.

There are no sides in suicide.

I'd rather have names to hurt me, than my bones broken with sticks and stones.

People need to stand up for their wrongs, as they stand up for their rights.

It's better to find success through God, than finding it on one's own merits; some who usually find their own success become boastful, where through God it's with gratitude.

Always remember, no matter how big you get in life, God is still bigger; when you feel to be at your lowest point, Satan is still at the bottom.

Some people would rather die in their pride, than live in their humility.

There are people that will settle for nothing, people that will fight for something, and those that are fooled striving to have everything.

It's not love at first sight, it's having the sight, to distinguish true love, from just mere beauty.

People are complaining of having rags and not riches, but I find it a blessing just to have rags, to wipe away the dirt and dust that may come in the course of life.

The thing I miss most from home, is having a home.

God always knows our conscious, if it's bad He will stricken it, if it's good He will keep it clear, if you have no conscious then you're dead to God.

If you're not content with the small things, then you won't be content with the big things.

The only depth where I can breathe, and don't need to fight for air, is in your love.

When it's all said and done, I hope to die with a smile on my face.

Who said death is dead? He's fully alive, traveling around the world, throwing shadows and soaking in the sun. Visiting the young and old; placing bets and dicing regrets, for the worse or a better off place.

The Judgement is not a question, it's a sure answer, as to a clump of dough, that will yeast and rise, or go in the oven and burn to crust.

If eyes are windows to the soul, then tears are heavens rain.

They say, timing is everything. But then they say, there is never a perfect time for anything.

Life happens, whether you're in it or not, but death doesn't give you a choice.

If you choose to walk through the fire, why do you complain it's hot?

The amazing ones are, those that don't know it!

When you fight with God, your warring against your pride.

Envy, is Pride's greatest Fear.

Love can either be your greatest companion or your worst enemy, depending on your pride to accept or deny things.

Why when people are on their deathbed, they finally come to terms with life?

The happier person is one, that acknowledges and accepts life won't get any better than this.

The problem is, first take your eyes off the problem and focus on a solution.

Love will commit, or love will commit suicide.

Ever notice the word 'rough' in through? There is truth to that, though the way may be rough, we are still able to get through it.

There is no pride when it comes to survival, only determination.

Sometimes you need to go through many small doors, to get to that big door of opportunity.

I wish I had more breaks in life, rather than life breaking me.

If God give you strength and courage, don't use it to intimidate people or overpower them, rather use your gift to help others find their own way to strength.

It takes time, or does time take it?

I don't know what's worse by number in America, the vacant houses standing, or the homeless people falling into them.

Fear, is a horrible place to live in, and much worse die in.

There is always time to die, but never time to live.

True love takes time to find, but once it's found, the rest is eternal.

A distant love that waits to be together, is by far the most difficult relationship. It's like lighting a candle, and adoring the long flame and robust glow. Until time sets in like wax, overflowing deeper and deeper into the wick, leaving a sparse flame struggling to live. This is where most distant relationships fade, with the wax smothering the flame. This kind of relationship takes patience, hope, unconditional love, trust and strength, all centered around God. If the flame endures to the end, and the two come together, only then will it feel as if the candle was tipped and all the wax came pouring out, when the flame is revived, long and glowing again.

Lust likes to rush, while love hates to wait.

A god is anything that lives outside of God.

Teeth aren't pearly, until you smile.

I often wonder, if those that smile the most, are the most saddest people in the world.

Why is it people will complain, when they have an open door, where they can walk out to and gaze the stars; rather than having a closed door to lock them in?

The one kiss that was stolen, was given in a lie.

Though people are laughing at the dirt surrounding you, they are missing to see the seeds also planted, growing silently within.

I tend to think my eye's vision is still 20/20, because they mind their own business.

When a blind man says, 'God is good,' this should be an eye-opener to those who can see.

A false love, begins with the eye and soon spills from the eye in pain. Where a true love, begins with the eye, and settles in the heart.

A good teacher is one, that never stops listening; a good listener is one, that never stops teaching.

God is like a mirror, consistent, stable, unchanging; reflecting His image of us, that is always changing.

Death takes in many people, but still lives alone.

The lonely people have taught me, that I am not alone.

God doesn't stop crisis from coming, as He didn't stop Christ from coming. Things have their reasons for happening, we need not to faint, but rather have faith that we are never alone.

People want the here and now, rather than the there and after; as most are living in the where and what.

There are those laughing their way to hell; and those, crying themselves to heaven.

Taking a life, is not worth getting life in prison.

The dog leash was still tied tight around the oak tree in the back, stretched worn and limp across the green grass as if trying to escape to freedom; and he buried his wife without a tombstone. Where before, she sat most times in his home, licking her wounds.

Life is very tough and fragile at the same time, it never backs down or surrenders, but will break open to reveal its beauty and ugliness. As a evening primrose that blooms in the flooding moonlight, just before being trampled upon underfoot by the four-legged frost of the night.

I dreamed of dying, long before my dreams have died.

Not only are you what you eat, but you also can be what's eating you. Don't become your problems or let them overtake you.

It seems only easier when money is involved.

In the beginning, some people try to appear that everything about them is "in black and white," until later their true colors come out.

Trying to change someone, and their views, is like throwing paper into a fire.

Distrust is like a vicious fire that keeps going and going, even put out, it will reignite itself, devouring the good with the bad, and still feeding on empty.

Love is like a match to a wick. It takes that right combination to strike a flame. But once the flame is there, it can either give warmth, die out or burn your world to ashes. Even kill you. It’s how you sustain the flame, feed it, and moderate the amount of energy in balance.

All these pricks gathering around her body, trying to reach and pierce her rose.

Some people will still find a way to create a fire with wet logs.

The greatest war every fought, and are still fighting, where more people have been defeated and died, is the war within.

Real friends, are really hard to come by.

After the fire died down, what remained were two charred hearts, that once beat as one.

People have their purposes and reasons, I just wish I found mine.

Rather than you smoking a cigarette, the cigarette is really smoking you.

It's the giving that makes one stronger, but sometimes the taking can make one weaker, if even vulnerable or blinding.

Money can't buy love, but money can reprove one's care, especially when there is little to give in its efforts to help.

This corn will teach to you, should you peel away the husk, and be willing to open your ears.

What is salvation without faith? is likea Christmas tree without a star, is likea kingdom without a king, is likea heart without a beat, is likea light switch that just won't turn on.

The brain has only three functions: open, closed, or deprived.

Faith, is the road that goes straight past the gravel, and cloud-mesh dirt into a mirage, where still you believe to go straight, and when you finally catch up with it, it ends at a lake where you stretch your eyes across, but unable to glimpse the other side- so you jump in and swim, gliding each stroke with tiredness and swallow of water, you reach the end, put a hand out and pull yourself up on concrete, where the same road continues straight into another blue-white blur.

Today, a couple with 'just married' tags collided head-on with a hearse carrying two coffins in the back, both of a married couple that had previouslydied in a car accident.

It's not good to dig in the past, raise the ghost up from the grave, and have it walk with the flesh.

Words are dead, until action brings them life.

God may not give that instant dollar bill your seeking, but it's in the little change He brings, that will add to a dollar.

A successful person expects a clapping hand, an ailing person expects an open hand.

Who ever thought to put the word "hero" in heroin?

The pessimist reason that things just happen, where the optimist believe that things happen for a reason.

Umbrellas raining upon me, as these cloudy tears give me shelter.

For your every tear, know that I'll always be here. To bare one pain we both will share, know I'll never disappear.

ESPN, is having the ability to foretell future outcomes in sports.

When a fat person goes in the water naked, would it still be called skinny-dipping?

People are like water: Many rush pass you, as some will over-flood. Some will drown you, or force you to go their current ways. Some will be cold or hot-tempered, but try to say with the warm ones. Some will come as a raging wave and cause a ripple, or a calm sea, supporting you, quenching your thirst, and flow by your side to where kisses will always stay wet.

Expect while reaching for the stars, people to whirl by with their dark clouds and storm upon you.

Gain fame, and the paparazzi or media waits and watches for them to slip, just to shame their name.

One excuse, could destroy a multitude of chances.

The Sun can be your greatest gloom, or your greatest comforter, depending on how you view its shine.

I have rubbed, knocked and brushed up against a thousand windows, trying to get an image.

It's not what you have on the outside that glitters in light, it's what you have on the inside that shines in the dark.

Fool me once, shame on youfool me twice, shame on mefool me thrice, I'm gonna get the frying pan!

Money, is just paper that will burn with the judgement, but a mindset for the truth, is like a fountain of waters that will carry them through.

It is better to tell the truth and face the punishment, than to lie and face the consequences.

The mirror will only lie, when you look at it through a mask.

A heart anchored in money will only drift away.

Any way, is better than no way at all.

Sometimes we need to see the bad side, to appreciate the good side.

If ever I create a website, I'll call it Two-Face Book, and I'll invite everyone to it, it will be a game board, of a whitewash chalkboard.A social network, with reserved intentions, where we can fall into our cliques and circle of friends. We can dis who we want and accept who appeals to our discretion. Where the users will keep abusing, and abusers keep using, where the computer bullies will keep swinging and the J-birds that fly by will die; where the lonely will keep seeking and the needy still go desperate, where the envious will keep hating, and the lustful will keep flashing. Where those that think ignoring, will keep one down and the wannabes will foolishly think themselves greater by the number of "likes" that pours caffeine into their coffee. We can jump on the bandwagon of likes, or reserve not to show we care. Where the scorners, scammers and stalkers lay wait to take hold of the innocent and fragile, and my pockets will get fatter as more and more will join up, where being fake is accepted. As a mirror that stares at a different face. It will be my two-face epilogue, in a 3-world dimension, of a twofold war. I will build an empire of contagious hooks, and still we will live, happily-ever disastrous.