The Lion Will Lie Down with the Lamb
When you kill someone, you don't just kill who they were, you kill a little bit of everyone who knew them.
Tall walls. Walls that even sunlight cannot penetrate. No sound. No scent.
When you kill someone, you don't just kill who they were, you kill a little bit of everyone who knew them.

Life is a lot like jazz, it's best when you improvise.

once more into the silly breach

“You don’t know who you are until you’re in a fight for your soul.”

Your welcome.

The past is never dead. It’s not even past.

Them! – 1954 was nothing compared to real ants!

Journey is never about the destination, it is always the hearts, minds and experiences along the way.

Change hurts. But so does staying the same.
> Jehovah has not sent you, but you caused this people to believe a lie.