Alternative Perspective

and still I learn

Lead me and I will follow

and into the woods we went to disover the worlds known to many creature but unknown to us

oh moon, you still shine

frosted fun

A home has grown empty

Coming down with the sun

Bringing me color in the most ordinary of days.

When looking forwards seems bleak and looking back to harsh, I will look up 

Even in the fallow, I will raise my arms to you

I never will forget the way you look tonight The lady in red, the lady in red The lady in red, my lady in red

That which is frozen will melt, that which is dead will rise again

Raindrops, drop tops (drop top) Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox 

No longer docile and fluffy they lined up in position for war

“A custom existed among the first generations of Christians, when faith was a bright fire that warmed more than those who kept it burning. In every house then a room was kept ready for any stranger who might ask for shelter; it was even called “the stranger’s room.” Not because these people thought they could trace something of someone they loved in the stranger who used it, not because the man or woman to whom they gave shelter reminded them of Christ, but because—plain and simple and stupendous fact—he or she was Christ.”  ―  Dorothy Day

The gift of knowledge is a gift that can't be taken away from you

Chasing the light before the darkness

Feel the wind in your hair Feel the rush way up here