Those Who Win Are Those

The World Is A Dream, You Say, And It’s Lovely, Sometimes. Sunset. Clouds. Sky.” “no. The Image Is A Dream. The Beauty Is Real. Can You See The Difference?

What The Caterpillar Calls The End Of The World The Master Calls A Butterfly.

Were We, Also, Hiking Along Some Cosmic Journal Page? Were The Events About Us All Part Of A Message We Could Understand, If Only We Found The Right Perspective From Which To Read Them? Somehow, With Our Long Series Of Miracles, I Thought So.

Allow The World To Live As It Chooses, And Allow Yourself To Live As You Choose.

We Love Action And Adventure, But We Use It To Go Out And Start Wars And Kill People.