reality-of-life

We have to make holiness our creed

There are more temptations in business than in any other sphere of the society

A world without music is only filled with sounds in the air

We must read, mediate and affirm the writings of Holy Scriptures, to partake in the divine nature and overcome the struggles of life.

When you care about things, it ends up wearing you out.

Ego speaks from a place of pride.Judgement comes from a place of pain.Courage speaks from a place of humility.Correction comes from a place of love.Where are you operating from?

If you desire to be rich with joy, you have to be truly dedicated to God and His work

Our reality is colored by our vibration and belief systems. In other words, the experiences we have in the world with other people are dictated by the energy we bring with us wherever we go.

Realism is criminal.

Spontaneity is a meticulously prepared art

The voice of Conscience has needed us to know again who we are in reality.

The tangible and factual components of reality along with the intangible strands of memory and imagination constitute the framework that houses our vital life force. A person is likewise composed of contradictory and complementary forces of pain and pleasure, darkness and lightness, and clashing and harmonizing bands of thoughts and feelings. The web and root of all persons consists of both the expressible and the unsayable. Who has not held imaginary conversations with gods, devils, and spirits? Persons whom enthusiastically cultivate an inner life, ardently experience the quick of nature, and willingly immerse themselves in all aspects of everyday living will experience renewal. Analogous to the heat source of fire, we need the spark of desire to fuel our hearts and the spirit of the breeze to spread our heart songs.

The SECRET to unravelling Life's MYSTERIES is thinking.

Look in the mirror and be sure you're living out the person you see and not a shadow.

Thinking makes man to be god & GOD to dwell in Man.

Reality is never clear, said Boris. It's never final. You can always change it or see it a different way.

...and when we die we die alone I cry, I cry aloneLike a piece of stone I am thrown into the wavy ocean of lifeto atone...to atoneOnly to atone...

She was a wonderful teenage girl who had the miraculous power to cure herself from any wound, either physical or mental. With her own salty tears, she would cleanse her raw wounds. And her breaths were given, as though not to breathe but, rather, to fan her sores.