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He breathed in, and smoke came out with the exhale. The smoke loitered in the afternoon light, drifting and swirling.

As I drove to work so that I could continue paying my water bill, I noticed a cat sipping from a leafy puddle leftover by a morning rain. Oh, it pains me to wonder, could it have been that simple all along?

The night drizzle falls like snow in the parking lot lights. "Thank you God, your gifts are always the most beautiful."

Internet addiction might be what wipes us out.

The sky is sapphire blue. There's a couple insignificant clouds drifting on by like wispy jellyfish. I couldn't have written a fantasy setting any better than this.

It doesn't matter how much you have. If you feel love, you need no more.

There will come a day when you will give yourself to someone, something, or both. On that day, your life begins anew.

When has the truth ever needed words? Things are true or false no matter what is said.

Anyone with a Golden Heart already lives in a Golden Age.

What do you think our first tool was? My guess is a walking cane.

I stand by the window, "There's a whole world out there."

What if I reach my pinnacle after I'm gone? It's this hope that helps me move on. #vss365

Shh, be quiet, listen to the silence. God is speaking.

Build me a statue, Taller than I grew.

Night rain kills the flame. I'll take a walk in the ashes tomorrow morning. #vss365