To marry and settle down in a culture that never marries and settle down with other cultures is dangerous. Hindus rose above such trivialities ages ago. And so did many others. Sometimes, it is just a charater of a country, not faith.

“The one who plants and the one who waters have one purpose, and they will each be rewarded according to their own labor.”

It is always good to learn Buddhism when you are not learning Christianity, which in itself, says a lot.

Are you able to say, “those who have betrayed me have only betrayed themselves?”

Religious freedom is indicator of a country’s forward pace. Force and use of power never pays.

“Sometimes” and “Somethings” make a great deal out of everyone’s life. You’ll remember it saying to yourself, more than once.

Those loved by God never die, they are descended as descendants, they are transcended as transcendents. There are so many, cause God is in all of our hearts, but remember those themselves, who remember their God a lot.

It is very difficult to stop the words, you stop the words coming from faith, and those coming from literature find their way, words surely do have a flow like water.

Global warming has no easy solution, if all is lost, humanity has no option but to go back to oceans, take their soil with them and make floating mega cities. If all is lost, oceans will be humanity’s last stand. And what trees couldn’t accomplish, planktons might. Cause they divide fast. And planting new trees humans think comes at high cost.

The constant fight. Among humans are builders and destroyers. We are among the builders, who have always built, brick by brick, the sky scrappers, word by word, the libraries. Inch by inch, the hopes of future. Do not let monopolies get in your way, of all that you’ve accomplished.

Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand. Take from Christan libraries, own it. But nothing is accomplish, if the discipline that arises out of your covenants, only distracts the world and takes it in the wrong direction.

“Woe to those who quarrel with their Maker, those who are nothing but potsherds among the potsherds on the ground. Does the clay say to the potter, ‘What are you making?’ Does your work say, ‘The potter has no hands’?

In truth of faith, you’ll always find startalk. True are faiths, that talk about the stars and the future. For words of lord, can’t be mistaken by a heart that’s observed life and its miracles with enough closeness. Those away from faith are only away from their observation, lost in vagrancy.