Looking Through a Telescope.

Nothing is pure anymore but solitude.

R.I.P

He who doesn’t fear death dies only once.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Cuando pienso en como eres tú.

Have I Found You?

I love this feeling, it completes me but I don’t know if you feel the same way…

Because eventually, everyone will leave.

“Impossible is a word humans use far too often.”

Find your own way.

Watch your “Thoughts,”
they become words;

Watch your “Words,”
they become actions;

Watch your “Actions,”
they become habits;

Watch your “Habits,”
they become character;

Watch your “Character”,
for it becomes your “Destiny”