I did not taste sweet sanity
Until I went insane!

The broken heart
is a spiritually hemorrhaging heart, uncontrollably pouring out it's Soul.

What makes great truth seem so profound is,
great truths are often so simple as to be over looked for all other possibilities.

Shame is a waste of spirit

It's mind blowing to think that every time those massive clouds roll in, a lake hovers above our heads!
And through His grace above, the entire lake falls only by drops, one falling down behind another to coalesce within the mud, for if that lake dropped all at once upon our heads, we'd cease to be, we'd all be dead!

The stones between Heaven and Hell grind the hardest, where men's souls are ground for their lust'

and each one that from that mill emerge in one place or the other,

Become eternal diamonds or mortal dust.

Ignite within this gentle frame
A fire of Hope to feed Love's flame.