I went the place where many of my kin are buried, close to a monastery . While I was waiting in a place where the monks are often heard singing a Gregorian chant I heard a bird sing the praises of the Father Creator

Wings of Crushed Velvet,
I can feel the wind...
but I cannot fly

I try to stay happy but this sickness won't allow it.

True love shines brighter than the stars, moon and sun. It will light the darkest path, if you can trust its light.

Yes, everything is relative, but darkness is only possible in the shadows of the earth, or some other heavenly body that turns from the Sun

I think measuring finite space and time is human nature ,but it is also human nature to imagine the other side of finite space and time even if matter or energy cannot be created or destroyed .

"Falling down is apart of life. Getting back up is living."

It hurts. It really does. When all you ever think about is him, when a part of your heart is still full of him, when the thoughts of him still haunt you.

But he doesn't even remember you.

The church has come to accept that the earth is not the center of the system , but the sun is needed for warmth and to hold everything in its place.

The wise learn to fear being separated from the Light , more than the Light itself .