There are no shadows in the Underdark. There is no room for imagination in the Underdark. It is a place for alertness but not aliveness a place with no room for hopes and dreams.

I still find my corrupt heart longing for tomorrows bread. I can make a good argument to the Lord about how effective I can be if He would supply me with enough advance funds. Its a little frightening to pray for TODAYs bread. That means I must pray again for tomorrow and believe again for tomorrow. My greedy heart is willing to be corrupted by a little bit of riches so that I see my warehouse full of loaves. I can make a good argument about how God wont have to be bothered with me every day if He would only advance me about ten years worth of bread.

I would have written you myself if I could put down in words everything I want to say to you. A sea of ink would not be enough.But you built me dreams instead Celia says looking up at him. And I built you tents you hardly ever see. I have had so much of you around me always and I have been unable to give you anything in return that you can keep.

Let today be the day you embrace your beautiful spirit and shine light for those living in the dark. Light their path so the road traveled will be seen more clearly. You never know how much a simple act of kindness is appreciated if you never try. Be that candle for someone today and shine bright.

La verdad. Es una cosa terrible y hermosa y por lo tanto debe ser tratada con gran cuidado.

The deeper your thoughts the clearer your dreams. The clearer your dreams the higher you fly. Decide to fly

I neither knew nor cared whether my experience was insanity dreaming or magic but was determined to gaze on brilliance and gaiety at any cost.

Someday the people we know are acquainted to become the people we knew. They leave. They leave to pursue the opportunities laid down in their paths and they leave on account of misunderstandings.Their absence causes a vacuum a space an incompleteness which we believe no one can fill. But someday someone eventually does and that someone rekindles our hopes for companionship until the circle continues and is ultimately intervened by the permanence of death.The future is alarming as atrocious as the past. And the friendship the love the memories either remain in our hearts cherished or are forgotten like an undeserving dream.Everything eventually fades away either for the better or worse.Someday the people we know are acquainted to become the people we knew.But then again that someday is not today and so we must be a little more appreciative for the moment for the times for the present because someday everything is going to change.

Your dreams and goals are bigger than small minded people or the fears that they harbor. Dont let their ocean of fear trap you in the undertow.

I breathe in the soft saturated exhalations of cedar trees and salmonberry bushes fireweed and wood fern marsh hawks and meadow voles marten and harbor seal and blacktail deer. I breathe in the same particles of air that made songs in the throats of hermit thrushes and gave voices to humpback whales the same particles of air that lifted the wings of bald eagles and buzzed in the flight of hummingbirds the same particles of air that rushed over the sea in storms whirled in high mountain snows whistled across the poles and whispered through lush equatorial gardensair that has passed continually through life on earth. I breathe it in pass it on share it in equal measure with billions of other living things endlessly infinitely.