It's Like A Pulsar Inside Me. There

How Can We Resent The Life We've Created For Ourselves?

If We Want To End This Lifetime Higher Than We Began, We Can Expect An Uphill Road.

He Moves Not Through Distance, But Through The Ranges Of Satisfaction That Come From Hauling Himself Up Into The Air With Complete And Utter Control; From Knowing Himself And Knowing His Airplane So Well That He Can Come Somewhere Close To Touching, In His Own Special And Solitary Way, That Thing That Is Called Perfection.

Think About These Once In Awhile, And Watch Your Answers Change.

Were We, Also, Hiking Along Some Cosmic Journal Page? Were The Events About Us All Part Of A Message We Could Understand, If Only We Found The Right Perspective From Which To Read Them? Somehow, With Our Long Series Of Miracles, I Thought So.