If my eyes have pain, I close them; If my body aches, I rest it; If my heart breaks, I mend it; If my soul is lost, I pray for it
The Memory Of You Is Like A Drug To Me
I am intrigued by the smile upon your face, and the sadness within your eyes
Theology, philosophy, metaphysics, and quantum physics are merely ways for God to have his smart people believe in him
Great minds with great ideas usually share in the midst of their persecution
Your ego is everything man about yourself
The question that is upon my lips (please forgive me) is the doubt in your heart
Humility and pride will forever battle whenever or wherever love is concerned
I think that dying is the easy part of life; for in waking each day and living in every moment, therein lies the challenge
Each time a man looks into your eyes, he is only searching to find himself; for he knows already, that he is part of you
We question ourselves through others by way of stories, advice, and gestures; and we receive our answers form listening to others reactions
They are not my stories...they are merely mine to tell
If a man seeks you to understand him; listen closely, for what is really going on is nothing more that you manifesting your desire to seek yourself on a plateau of awareness that is not tangible
My art is that of the 35mm kind; my poetry is of the lead and ink kind; my happiness is of the product of both; and my legacy is of the story of my soul, that my life left behind
I never felt more free in this world, than when I was five years old
A humble man speaks not of his own humility
Pain will leave you, when you let go
Humility rests upon the shores of your sorrows and blossoms upon the mountain of your faith