If you follow a foolish ism, how are you an intelligent being?
Any given day is a second chance, after yesterday. Make the best of it today.
All must read their so-called 'holy' book - word by word - to determine, by self, its unholy bit.
We're shadows! of naught - living, dying! for what's not.
Were a million people to believe in bullshit, it yet is just bull crap.
Death is easy, living difficult.
Take heart. You're not alone. Every broken heart breathes again. That's life. It goes on. In loss, and in gain.
Jihadis! Please go to your imaginary heaven - out there, nowhere. Us, the infidel lot, have helluva lot to do after you leave. Out here.
Do it or not, but do.
Whenever I wish to pay my respect to you, my middle finger says, it must first.
Be great. Get thy "Self". Know who you are. Beyond this body, and being. You are more than what you're seeing.
I love all life as my own. Therefore, I say, you're my very own. But am I, an infidel who does not believe in your ism, also your own?
All life is One Life.
Humans, left to own misguided devices, scratches the Divine in the self as one would the lice, but remember to lick well all the vices.
Living well is dying well.
Learn to accept life in toto. A perfect life is only in the dream world. This, my dear, with all it's heartaches, is it. Our world.
Life fits the shoe you walk in.
You may be good, but who cannot be better?
You are given a life, a death. Understand both while living, and before dying. Or you'd have wasted a life, a death.
After you die, a rare friend or family member may carry your memory throughout life. Most will forget you. As if you were never here.