Today, Writers Want To Impress Other Writers.

People Never Leave, We Are Always Here In Our Past And Future Lives.

How Is It Possible For The Beauty That Was There Only Minutes Before To Vanish So Quickly?

O God, When I Listen To The Voices Of Animals, The Sounds Of Trees, The Murmurings Of Water, The Singing Of Birds, The Whistling Of The Wind, Or The Boom Of Thunder, I See In Them Evidence Of Your Unity; I Feel That You Are Supreme Power, Omniscience, Supreme Knowledge, And Supreme Justice. I Recognize You, O God, In The Trials I Am Going Through. May Your Pleasure Be My Pleasure, Too. May I Be Your Joy, The Joy That A Father Feels For A Son. And May I Think Of You Calmly And With Determination, Even When I Find It Hard To Say I Love You.

At This Moment, Many People Have Stopped Living. They Do Not Become Angry, Nor Cry Out; They Merely Wait For Time To Pass. They Did Not Accept The Challenges Of Life, So Life No Longer Challenges Them

The Warrior Of Light Perseveres In His Desire, But Knows He Must Wait For The Best Moment.