In many different and wonderful ways, from everything that embraces us, to everything that rebukes us... work together to bring us back to where we truly belong.

We all live with a single, undisputed destiny, and our lives are filled with moments in which we are allowed to realize this certain destiny. These... defining moments are what we are meant to live for.

In a life filled with failures on many different levels, we must experience and never question the value inherent in the process of failure... yet at the same time, avoid it like it's the plague.

Those that live in comfort can afford the luxury of not thinking about anything in this world that contains even a grain of truth that is worthy of internal discourse. We as a society are content in simply perpetuating our own desires and wills in order to be, what is defined as happiness.

Many individuals can attest to not being the happiest individual in the world because happiness isn't something that can be bought. It is not even up us to try and attain it. Happiness chooses it's own patrons.. it is what happiness looks for that is lost to most people.

All things have purpose... there has to be a reason. If there were no such reasons in life, then the institution of hope would be suffocated of validity.

A lifetime seems like a short time because we as human beings do not have te capacity to store all the details about any particular time into our memory. We are limited to only experiencing simple moments with single underlining monochromatic set of emotions.

Moments in memory that hold no real substance, yet a the same time, mean more to us than anything in this world. Think about it... at the end of life what do we have other than what we remember? What will we cling to when it is all said and done? Is experiencing anything worth its while if we do nothing or remember nothing? Let me put it another way. What is the point of living if we do not act on the past experiences we cherish in our memories? What is the point of living if what we desire in life is easily accessible goods and pleasures that simply indulge our present desires?

When we begin to cultivate ourselves in a manner in which we being to understand the worth of investing into soething that is unforeseeable, when we are able to put faith into something that can only be imagined and felt in the deepest recesses of our being... that is when we will truly understand what faith, hope, and love do in our lives.

Every truth in life should be able to describe itself in only a few sentences. Only the best of those can be described in a few words. It was writte that the search for truth will ultimately set us free. By freedom, I imagine being free from the bonds of injustice and futility in this world we live in. By seeking to end these aforementioned "problems", are we simply dousing the inferno with a bucket of water? I guess no one will really know... or pay any attention to whether this bucket of water can put out these fires.

Once again, it's just simply meandering digression