| A rose withers, a mountain crumbles, a tree dies, a river dries up, everything ceases eventually. Life stops but not because of you, rather for you. |
“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.” Matthew 7:13-14
You know i use to be schizphrenic but now we are okay and trust me that dog will hunt.
Moments are not validated until they become a memory. Memories are made only in the moment
It’s rained so much the fish are looking for dry land and I think I just saw a bunch of dogs lining up in pairs, might be time to follow them