A Warrior Of Light Who Trusts Too

One Is Loved Because One Is Loved. No Reason Is Needed For Loving.

I Gaze Lovingly At "hilal" A Love That Is Reflected Through Time Or What We Imagine To Be Time, As In A Mirror. She Was Never Mine And Never Will Be; That Is How It Is. We Are Both Creators And Creatures, But We Are Also Puppets In God's Hands, And There Is A Line We Cannot Cross, A Line That Was Drawn For Reasons We Cannot Know. We Can Approach And Even Dabble Our Toes In The River But We Are Forbidden To Plunge In And Let Ourselves Be Carried Along By The Current.

I Write From My Soul. This Is The Reason That Critics Don't Hurt Me, Because It Is Me. If It Was Not Me, If I Was Pretending To Be Someone Else, Then This Could Unbalance My World, But I Know Who I Am.

Don't Try To Be Brave When It Is Enough To Be Intelligent.

Learn From Someone Who Has Already Been Up There: No Matter How Unique You Feel, There Is Always Someone Who Has Had The Same Dream Before You And Ended Up Leaving Marks That Can Make Your Journey Easier; Places To Hang The Rope, Trails, Broken Branches To Make The Walking Easier. The Climb Is Yours, So Is The Responsibility, But Don't Forget That The Experience Of Others Can Help A Lot.