This I would wish, that there was no time or sleep. No more past, or future, and everything we did was good the first time, for the day. Without the need of looking back to learn from the past, and no future to hope for the better. No more tiredness, or having a need to dream, and no nightmares to fear. If there was a second time, this is how I would like to start over.

If you are reading this, be sure to count this on your blessings list.

Life is like a lit cigarette. The past is ashes, the present is burning, and the future is up in smoke. Fast as a breath; inhale exhale.

People from the past, have a tendency to walk back into the present, and run over the future.

It's not the appearance that makes a man, it's the man that makes an appearance.

The past, has been erased; the present, forgiven; and the future, redeemed.

Death always has its finger, in the hands of life.