Every star has a meaning, no reason to guess how many, just imagine hovering over one, examining ever spec, trying to find a flaw but non is received, you wonder to yourself, "How could this be"? Simple god made the universe in his vision, everythings perfect even a little glitch that can surly be fixed. Be patient with any malfunction you may have, because like little stars in space, you can be flawless too.

Life contains many flaws that's beneath the skin, like a touch to the hand or a cloth to the face. Bullets never had a name, but the target did, why must every action involved hate or deceit? People blindly dismiss right for wrong as if every problem will be solved with a blink of an eye, but the thing is; to really be free, we must let peace roam to the center of the heart in order to be stable again with one another.