The constructs of organized thought are all around us, the golden age will come when they are freed.
When the symphony of life fills your heart, the chorus of contentment joins in.
A friend is a companion for the journey,
never a means to our own.
What we take we take together,
the joy we reap, we have sown.
Parenting is a sacred responsibility with the sobering reality, of raising scholars or scars.
When fear no longer takes hold, the possibilities are endless.
Defeat is only defeat if we accept it as defeat. Victory often comes after defeat, because one was too stubborn to allow it to be their reality. In the trail of any great conflict you will see the scuff marks, where the one was beaten down, but they could not be taught to stay that way.
Fear not the unknown. It is a sea of possibilities.
Theater is the crucible where we can create the dynamics of life without suffering the flames of their combustion.