Our thoughts are like waves crashing on the cosmic beach.
Our minds can be prisons through which truth can leech.
We must endeavor to sift out the broken shells from the sands of time.
And see the beauty in the dawning of morning's first light.
220.127.116.11: Blue Spectral Night If you do not change direction, you may end up where you are heading.–Lao Tzu This world is fleeting. Imagination is Eternal. New consciousness is born from Divine Imagination. The place where fresh solutions arise. Today … Continue reading →