A Flower Blooms Best In A Happy

Children Are Very Wise Intuitively; They Know Who Loves Them Most, And Who Only Pretends.

I Believe In God... But I Don't Believe In Religion. Religion Is Used To Manipulate And Punish. Used In A Thousand Ways For Profit For Even In The Church, Money Is Still The 'real' God.

After It's All Over, The Early Childhood, A Chain Of Birthdays Woven With Candlelight, Piles Of Presents, Voices Of Relatives Singing And Praising Your Promise And Future, After The Years Of Schooling, Fitting Yourself Into Different Size Desks, Memorizing, Reciting, Reporting, And Performing For Jury After Jury Of Teachers, Counselors, And Administrators, You Still Feel Inadequate, Alone, Vulnerable, And Naked In A World That Can Be Unforgiving And Terribly Demanding.

There Is No Hate Such As That Born Out Of Love Betrayed- And My Brain Screamed Out For Revenge.

It's Funny How When You're Little, You Miss All The Little Lies. They Float Right Past You, But You Don't Wonder About Them Much. For A Long Time, You Think This Is Just Something Adults Still Do After Being Kids - Pretend.