I love my baby toe’s toenail. But I believe we are going to have to depart from each other soon. Parting is such sweet sorrow. AND IT HURTS LIKE A MOTHERCLUCKER. 421 more words
“You ask us to detach ourselves. I try, but still feel I am not able to move ahead of this path. When will this happen?” coming from a middle ages man, one could feel his frustrations and the burden of ‘assumed’ responsibility on his shoulders. 217 more words
Contemplations: The reason why this very moment is the best. "Achieving Transcendence out of Transience"
In the past times of my life, I came to a new revelation. I found out that as cliché as it may seem — the core of the lesson is in fact one of the most profoundly exquisite of all lessons that I have encountered in my life. 1,467 more words