Light upon

when one does nothing but hide the great fruits of labor; they only find them rotten shortly after.

I'm too ganster for this shit.

It doesnt matter what you do in this lifetime. It's what you dont do that people remember. Being kind to strangers holds no weight if there's no one to witness, because they need to see to believe. Your word is no longer a valid determining factor in a persons moral being. I blame those who pull streams of lies out of their asses, allowing the gulible to lap it up like dogs, their demise inevitable because of the lack of morality among their so called friends so emersed in their own wellbeing theyve forgotten the general principles of humanity. Love thy neighbor, not as a scriptural quote, but as a rule of life.

What we do now we see in the future as imperfect or even childish; even though the significance of what we do in the present truly justifies what we are.

In the wake of everyday life, we forget to take in what's most important. No matter what our lives put on our plate or how we choose to deal with experiences, death is inevitable.

I tried to show you how much I loved you, and I hope you saw the good in my intentions. Maybe things would have turned out differently if I had been there the morning you passed away. I suppose that's just how fate wanted it to be. I hope you're happy wherever you are, and I want you to remember how much I love you and will always cherish the moments I had with you. I will never forget you.

In memory of Fudge Grosch, RIP 08/29/09

Dinner

The involvement in our true experiences in the expedition to the ultimate fantasy;only leaves the arbitrator to soak in the benefits.

Life's funny little cliches.

12:22 am, and as far as I can tell, sleep is not in my near future. Unfortunate. I have a little poem for future viewers of this blog-of-fun, do enjoy.

The Meaning of Life.

We were meant.
Meant to thrive, to live, to die.
To be mistaken.
To love.
Love and be loved in return;
To be in the midst of heartbreak,
sorrow,
and defeat.
And we were meant to rise above.
We were meant to dream
and some of our dreams
were meant to break.
In the scene of wreckage,
the demise of promises,
of former truths,
of hope;
we were meant to give a second chance,
to one day be given our chance
in return.
To teach a better tomorrow,
we were meant to learn from today.

Roberto

Realizing the substance that we have created in the moment; only makes us appreciate the time that we have chosen not to waste.