‘’ Some people come, some people go. Some come to teach you how to love, others to teach you how to let go… Some things burn to ashes, before they have even begun, others are built, day by day, slowly and patiently. It’s beautiful… this ever revolving push and pull of life, isn’t it? This not knowing, which is which? Maybe the destruction is a construction… and the things we think we are building, slowly, are the ones that are burning after all. Maybe it’s all exactly the same thing. ‘’
“A loving heart is the truest wisdom.” Charles Dickens
—– Words I always try to live by.
Sometimes, I look around and think we are all completely oblivious to everything that really matters. Maybe it’s the only way…… maybe we have to be blinded, so we can be part of the ‘system’. But then again, maybe we could all be a little better. Maybe if we understood that life is frail, that nothing matters except love, and that only the soul is important, then… maybe things would be different. I guess I’ll always be a hopeful dreamer.