This was posted in chat by Eliyah...not sure if they are his words or the words of another originally...what I am sure of is that it is profoundly beautiful...words that if I were so gifted I would speak to my love...*S

"It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. .. I want to know what you ache for, .. and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. .. It doesn't interest me how old you are. .. .. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, .. for the adventure of being alive. .. It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. .. .. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, .. if you have been opened by life's betrayals .. or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! .. .. I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, .. without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. .. .. I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, .. if you can dance with wildness and let ecstasy fill you to the tips .. of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be .. realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human. .. .. It doesn't interest me if the story you're telling me is true. .. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself, .. if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. .. .. I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy. .. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day. .. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, .. and still stand on the edge of a lake and shout to the silver of the full .. moon, "Yes!" .. .. It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. .. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, .. weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done for the .. children. .. It doesn't interest me who you are, how you came to be here. .. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and .. not shrink back. .. .. It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. .. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. .. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself .. and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. . "

~~author Unknown~~

The devil and an angel were walking down a path once, having a philosophical disscusion, when up ahead the angel noticed a mortal man standing stareing in wide eyed wonder at something he had just found on the street. Finally a broad smile appeared on his face, he reached down and picked it up, and he walked on, looking joyous. The angel asked the devil if he had seen what just transpired. Yes said the devil. What was it that the man saw in the street, the angel asked. That was a piece of truth. Truth? Oh my, said the angel, that must present a potental problem for your line of work. Oh, said the devil It's really not much of a problem, I'm going to help him organize it into a religion...

~~author Unknown~~

Anyone can become angry - that is easy, but to be angry with the right person, to the right degree, at the right time, for the right purpose, and in the right way - that is not easy.

~~author Aristotle~~

When a man has pity on all living creatures then only is he noble.

~~author Buddha ~~

All cruelty springs from weakness.

~~author Seneca~~

Non-violence leads to the highest ethics, which is the goal of all evolution. Until we stop harming all other living beings, we are still savages.

~~author Thomas Edison~~

If we believe absurdities, we shall commit atrocities.

~~author Voltaire ~~

A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart, and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words.

~~author Unknown~~

Appreciation is a wonderful thing: It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well."

~~author Voltaire~~

No one believes the Son of God is powerless. And those who see themselves as helpless must believe that they are not the Son of God. What can they be except his enemy? And what can they do but envy him his power, and by their envy make themselves afraid of it? These are the dark ones, silent and afraid, alone and not communicating, fearful the power of the Son of God will strike them dead, and raising up their helplessness against him. They join the army of the powerless, to wage their war of vengeance, bitterness and spite on him, to make him one with them. Because they do not know that they ARE one with him, they know not whom they hate. They are indeed a sorry army, each one as likely to attack his brother or turn upon himself as to remember that they thought they had a common cause.

~~author Unknown~~

How could I have forgotten--the sickness,- the inescapability.--My strange love,--it frightens my life,--We sail high seas and watch the voyages of stars. Sometimes they collide--Did you know, you make my head flame.---Blue flames and purple flames leap about my head.-- I had once a thousand tongues,--but tonight,--my head is crashing through the sky,--my head is flaming on a dish.---My love,--carry it in carefully, My love, carry it in with trumpets.

~~author Moya Cannon~~