I guess this means we’re uck-fayed, don’t it Mikee?
Hope is the whisper of our heart about the possibilities of our lives.
Boredom is the fear of self.
Don’t count your owls before they are delivered.
Animals are property. There are laws that supposedly protect animal interests
in being treated “humanely,
We are Living in the Last Chapters of Life… Find Your Purpose and make it the Best Story possible.
And If our God is for us, then who could ever stop us, and if our God is with us, then what can stand against?
No, I stay for myself. Everything I need, everything I want, is here. I know it’s not enough for most people, but it is for me. Every time I leave, even for an afternoon or an overnight trip to Seattle, I can’t wait to get back. This is home. And I guess I’m a person who needs a home, a place to plant seeds and watch them grow.
The thing I want you especially to understand is this feeling of divine revelation. I feel that this structure was “out there” all along I just couldn’t see it. And now I can! This is really what keeps me in the math game– the chance that I might glimpse some kind of secret underlying truth, some sort of message from the gods.
Anyone who ever bet against you was wrong. Don’t let their opinion blind you from your reality. You were not meant to live their life; LIVE yours!