The true poem rests between the words.
There are abundantly more English professors in the world than there are authors.
Ridicule is a public confession of fear.
Slander reveals the greatest truth about the coward implementing it.
Space is as infinite as we can imagine, and expanding this perspective is what adjusts humankinds focus on conquering our true enemies, the formidable foes: ignorance and limitation.
The greatest justice in life is to be who one is.
Words are contact with other beings. I see a word that says something I’ve noticed, seen, felt, obserevd, and I capture it; “I need that word!”
Love is the eternal first breath.
Genuine art and business are the ultimate partnership toward catalyzing social evolution and well-being.
Sometime is that appointment, the final one to meet. Let’s color all with love, for Time is naught but fleet.
Patience is being friends with Time.
Where you see valid achievements or virtue being attacked, it’s by someone viewing them as a mirror of their own inadequacy instead of an inspiring beacon for excellence.
How enlightened is wearing God like some do Versace?
I consider myself more exportant than important.
Poverty and War have no excuse.
Ridicule has historically proven itself a rickety fence for great ideas.
Ideals do exist, the rest is just temporary interruption.
Don’t count your check-ins before they cash.
Any leader who doesn’t support the heart of evolving humanity is not a leader worthy of being followed.
Language achieves soul only when it’s applied as a tool, used by those who imbue it with what they have had the courage and honesty to perceive and feel.
If a dishonest creep wants to tap dance, give them the spotlight and a mirror.