Tragedy Had Sent Me Headlong Into Reality.

A Flower Blooms Best In A Happy Pot.

And Somewhere In That Crimson-colored Never-never Land Where I Pirouetted Madly, In A Wild And Crazy Effort To Exhaust Myself Into Insensibility, I Saw That Man, Shadowy And Distant, Half-hidden Behind Towering White Columns That Rose Clear Up To A Purple Sky. In A Passionate Pas De Deux He Danced With Me, Forever Apart, No Matter How Hard I Sought To Draw Nearer And Leap Into His Arms, Where I Could Feel Them Protective About Me, Supporting Me ... And With Him I'd Find, At Last, A Safe Place To Live And Love.

Maybe Thats Because We Take Criticism Best From Those We Love And Those Who Love Us-ethan

People Make The Rules Of Society, Not God.

I Believe In God... But I Don't Believe In Religion. Religion Is Used To Manipulate And Punish. Used In A Thousand Ways For Profit For Even In The Church, Money Is Still The 'real' God.