Here's to —

At the close of the Fourth, a summary, really:

A lot has happened to me in the duration.  More could, and more will.  I must and will proceed with confidence.  For good or for bad, embrace the future; welcome the change and adventure that each new day brings.  Love those who love you — and show it!  Focus on the grand and let go of the petty.  Be benevolent, magnanimous and fair — good deserves good and vise versa.  Don't stop thinking or experiencing; soak up the world with your senses and mind, and make it your own and you!

Here's to integrity, victory and glory!

I needed a refresher.

Sparks in the pouring rain.

We often hear without listening, talk without speaking, read without internalizing, scribble without writing — see without observing, exist without living. We’re here, but nowhere.

So, yes, I've been thinking again. This is dangerous, to my well-being.

Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lines.

When I give you knee-jerk responses and feed you pretty lines, it's because I don't care anymore.  In my humblest opinion, distance makes the heart grow forgetful.

The [tough] love is reserved for those near and dear.

Ouch...

The pain hurts so good.

The little things.

I was crossing a street on my way to work today, when a little girl smiled at me and said "Hello!"  I smiled back and replied, "Hi."

A common sparrow flew right over my head.  Light from the sun shone through the dark feathers of its wings.

The warm light of the sun poured over the steeple and roof of a basilica, creating a halo.

The little things, they really inspire.

The angel weeps.

Everyone's gone.  Quiet, alone, reflection time.  I love it.

Here we go...

Oh, hi.  It's been a while.  Time to revamp the theme, me thinks.

"We need to teach our daughters...

How to distinguish between a man who flatters her and a man who compliments her. A man who spends money on her and a man who invests in her. A man who views her as property and a man who views her properly. A man who lusts after her and a man who loves her. A man who believes he is God's gift to women and a man who remembers a woman was God's gift to man."

Posted as a colleague and friend's Facebook status today.

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhh!

Been hardcore neglecting this place. Sorry.

How does it feel? How does it feel?

I think that the most difficult things to control are our emotions.

I am a calm person — takes a lot to get my blood boiling.  My predisposition coupled with the fact that I've been consciously and actively challenging myself to control my feelings since my early teen years, I actually feel that I don't have strong emotions anymore...

Or at least I don't know where I hid them.