Once You Know Where The Roller Coaster

And Sure, I Know If You Eat This Way You'll Die. So? If You Don't Eat This Way You're Still Going To Die. Why Not Die Happy?

Don't Worry That Children Never Listen To You; Worry That They Are Always Watching You.

I Know What I Really Want For Christmas. I Want My Childhood Back. Nobody Is Going To Give Me That. I Might Give At Least The Memory Of It To Myself If I Try. I Know It Doesn't Make Sense, But Since When Is Christmas About Sense, Anyway? It Is About A Child, Of Long Ago And Far Away, And It Is About The Child Of Now. In You And Me. Waiting Behind The Door Of Or Hearts For Something Wonderful To Happen. A Child Who Is Impractical, Unrealistic, Simpleminded And Terribly Vulnerable To Joy.

For All My Good Intentions, There Are Days When Things Go Wrong Or I Fall Into Old Habits. When Things Are Not Going Well, When I'm Grumpy Or Mad, I'll Realize That I've Not Been Paying Attention To My Soul And I've Not Been Following My Best Routine.

Instructions For Wayfarers They Will Declare: Every Journey Has Been Taken. You Shall Respond: I Have Not Been To See Myself. They Will Insist: Everything Has Been Spoken. You Shall Reply: I Have Not Had My Say. They Will Tell You: Everything Has Been Done. You Shall Reply: My Way Is Not Complete. You Are Warned: Any Way Is Long, Any Way Is Hard. Fear Not. You Are The Gate - You, The Gatekeeper. And You Shall Go Through And On . . . —alexandros Evangelou Xenopouloudakis, Third Wish