“They danced in chains celebrating freedom.”

Yesterday the sea reflected the colors of the skies and today the sea beams the tint of your eyes.

Nothing is entitled to her skin but her flesh and bones.

Love will mock the intellect and beat down the arrogant.

Tasteless is a life without your courage, for courage is the salt to your bread. So dare, dare to stare that monster in the eye, that fear that fiddles under your bed.

Stars shine brighter when nights are darker and life flourishes most when the rain is heavier.

You were deafened by your own bewailing that you couldn’t hear love knocking on your door.

Do you see how the candle light glows as it performs its life purpose. Let your heart be the candlelight.

Sing the song of love and abundance the universe is waiting to dance to its tune.

The sun never dimmed or diminished for bestowing its light on the moon.

An evolved soul wise and whole it is my life purpose to be.

The universe holds infinite layers of secrets, so that you can ask questions while you bow with humble confessions. That you are young and you do not know.

Perhaps the stars were once souls that conquered struggles and now they shine.

Don’t aim to be the best, aim to do the best.

Dare to dream and watch your dreams dare.

Your god is busy igniting fire and sharpening blades while my god and I, sip the tea.

Tell me not about the rainbow in your sky, tell me how the rainbow came to be.

Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.

No matter how many people celebrate your gifts, don’t ever think that you are more important to them than your gift is to them. This is why many people fail: They fail because they think that people came to follow them.

Life has meaning only in the struggle. Triumph or defeat is in the hands of the Gods. So let us celebrate the struggle!

Why has there never been a holiday where peace is celebrated all throughout the world?

I want to take all the pain that I feel and celebrate and turn it around.

In the waking dreams our societies permit, in our myths, our arts, our songs, we celebrate the nonbelongers, the different ones, the outlaws, the freaks.

Pasteur will be celebrated almost as a God-like figure. This is when the moon completes her great cycle, but by other rumors, he shall be dishonored.

I reflected a lot, I thought a lot on my 50th birthday. It has been one of the most important birthdays in my life, not in terms of celebration but in terms of retrospect.