"You throw chips to crack her mirror because you can't bear to look at yours."





The mind jostles with words and eyelids quiver under the weight of fatigue. What a battle.





So many of us carry bundles of anger and resentment around with us, dressed in everything but their true nature. Where's the dumping ground?





Those trials you're going through – that heartache, the pain, the tears and restless nights – they'll be a source of guidance for someone someday as you narrate how you got through it and survived to tell the tale.

There's no darkness that can't be overcome by light. Hang in there, because the sun still rises, declaring a new day.





Today I saw the look of blood in a young man's eyes. Thirsty to thrust the vice of his anger into the chest of another. And today I saw the look of fear in a young man's eyes. He dodged the advances of his pursuing adversary, fright etched into his face.




Today I saw how important it is to think before acting; to breathe before allowing flames of anger to consume common sense; to cast aside the ego and let bygones be bygones.



Today I saw how truly destructive we can be, and it's times like this that I never want to see.





Words can soothe - a comfort to chase away fears. And they can cut deep - leaving the soul to bleed through tears. Choose them carefully







Too often there is so much focus on a person’s exterior while interiors rot, leading to souls emitting an overpowering stench of hypocrisy.





Focus on the fine details for too long, and you lose sight of the bigger picture.

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