Walk, First, Through The Fire, Then Philosophize.

What An Unreliable Thing Is Time--when I Want It To Fly, The Hours Stick To Me Like Glue. And What A Changeable Thing, Too. Time Is The Twine To Tie Our Lives Into Parcels Of Years And Months. Or A Rubber Band Stretched To Suit Our Fancy. Time Can Be The Pretty Ribbon In A Little Girl's Hair. Or The Lines In Your Face, Stealing Your Youthful Colour And Your Hair. .... But In The End, Time Is A Noose Around The Neck, Strangling Slowly.

Let Me Tell You A Secret: There Is No Such Thing As An Uninteresting Life One Day You Must Tell Me Your Full And Complete Story, Unabridged And Unexpurgated.we Will Set Aside Some Time For It, And Meet. It's Very Important. Maneck Smiled. 'why Is It Important?' It's Extremely Important Because It Helps To Remind Yourself Of Who You Are. Then You Can Go Forward, Without Fear Of Losing Yourself In This Ever-changing World.

The Carnage Upon The Chessboard Of Life, Left Wounded Humans In Its Wake

Lately You Are Brooding Too Much About Rights. Give Up This Dangerous Habit.

Loss Is Essential, Loss Is Part And Parcel Of That Necessary Calamity Called Life. Mind You, I'm Not Complaining. Thanks To Some Inexplicable Universal Guiding Force, It Is Always The Worthless Things We Lose - Slough Off, Like A Moulting Snake. Losing And Losing Again, Is The Very Basis Of The Process, Til All We Are Left With Is The Bare Essence Of Human Existence.