Every girl is expected to have caucasian blue eyes, full Spanish lips, a classic button nose, hairless Asian skin with a California tan, a Jamaican dance hall butt, long Swedish legs, small Japanese feet, the abs of a lesbian gym owner, the hips of a nine-year-old boy, and the arms of Michelle Obama. The only person close to actually achieving this look is Kim Kardashian, who, as we know, was made by Russian scientists to sabotage our athletes. Everyone else is struggling.

The earth is not a cold dead place.

Love is an accident waiting to happen, Desire is a stranger you think you know, Intimacy is a lie we tell ourselves, Truth is a game we play to win, Those who believe in love at first sight never stop looking.

I’m a big fan of people being exactly who they are.

Fireflies in the Garden -

Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can’t sustain the part.

God’s not interested in your pedigree, your degrees, titles, what’s in your bank account, how popular you are, your race, status quo, political views, your talents, or gifts, what you own or possess. No, HE is interested in YOU; the person. The real you, not the phony you or the you who wears the mask when others are around. No, He wants the YOU He created even with all your imperfections, messes, and failures. That’s why HE’S been pursuing YOU all these years. You think it’s all the other stuff that HE wants and needs. Not so! HE just wants the REAL YOU! Will the real You stand up and say, “Here I am Lord just as I am and all YOURS!

…speak when words are needed and share the silence when they’re not.

When you fish for love, bait with your heart, not your brain.

Ali Edwards

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
                                                      i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.

Love is not about a particular day, or about cards, flowers, or even being in a relationship. The illusion that coupled people are happy and well-loved can feed feelings of loneliness or isolation for people who aren’t with someone, and wish they were. Seeing the illusory nature of this holiday can be the first step in feeling better about being precisely who and where you are.

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people sharing all the world

There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.