“I can conceive of no reason for all this administration of the higher to the lower, unless it be for the purpose of advancing our Father’s children along the lines of eternal progression.”

Since you are gone, I collect the stars each night building my own night sky, so I have something to hold onto forever.

Can anybody hear me? Are my words going to waste I need to believe there was a purpose to all the pain?

The universe hears what you say, but it knows what you mean.

Enough of this. The next one I love will return my passion.

It’s unconditional; their chemistry is unconditional – forever.

I love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.

Let’s always bloom, savor and delight others with our beauty.

Shadows follow me the way a vulture stalks death. One small step ahead.