Not fare well,
But fare forward, Voyagers.
T.S. Eliot, The Dry Salvages
|This is an example of pouring my heart out on paper,|
just trying to make sense of my world.
"Going through life without God is like being an astronaut tumbling out of control in outer space. You grab on to this, but it breaks, and you tumble some more. Every time you lose something that you tried to hold on to-- your marriage, your job, your mom-- you start tumbling even faster. So you've got to stay close. You can't cut your umbilical cord. But you don't have to go to church. God is everywhere. God is that blade of grass trying to come up through the concrete. So many people go to church, and leave church, not even realizing that they are the church. You just need to make a determination in your mind that you want to find and believe in the truth."
|Brandon Stanton, "Humans of New York"|