Wednesday, April 15, 2009

fiftythree.

Dear me, Are you listening to yourself? The world doesn’t owe any favors. This isn’t just a bad day.
Dear me, It’s not all slipping away. We’re not alone, in your head. How long since I've felt this way?
Dear me, This is you, this
is real.Consider those dreams of yours. It’s either now or never.
Dear me, You won’t live forever. We’re nearly dead already. We only have enough time to act alive.
Dear me, Cast their rules aside. Just live in interesting times. Keep that pain in your mind.
Dear me, You are one of a kind.This feeling is called life.There’s really nothing that needs to be cured.
Dear me, You’re extremely self-assured. It’s time to improve this world. You alone can drag it out of hell.
"Miracles happen every day. Not just in remote country villages or at holy sites
halfway across the globe, but here, in our own lives."-Deepak Chopra