You Are What You Believe Yourself To

Love Fills Everything. It Cannot Be Desired Because It Is An End In Itself. It Cannot Betray Because It Has Nothing To Do With Possession. It Cannot Be Held Prisoner Because It Is A River And Will Overflow Its Banks. Anyone Who Tries To Imprison Love Will Cut Off The Spring That Feeds It, And The Trapped Water Will Grow Stagnant.

Whenever Someone Dies, A Part Of The Universe Dies Too. Everything A Person Felt, Experience And Saw Dies With Them, Like Tears In The Rain.

That 'simple Desire' To Share Something Meant That We Could Enter The World Of Language Without Words, Where Everything Is Always Clear And There Is No Danger Of Being Misinterpreted.

The Great Blessing Of Life Is The Existence Of Tomorrows - And Having Dreams To Realize.

The World Only Gets Better Because People Risk Something To Make It Better. Thanks Egyptians