Heaven Is Always And Forever Around Us

When You Are An Outcast, Even A Tossed Stone Can Be Cherished.

But Hurting Ourselves To Inflict Pain On Others Is Just Another Cry To Be Loved.

Why Are We Embarassed By Silence? What Comfort Do We Find In All The Noise?

War Could Bond Men Like A Magnet, But Like A Magnet It Could Repel Them, Too. The Things They Saw, The Things They Did. Sometimes They Just Wanted To Forget.

You're Not Listening With Your Eyes.