A Diary of Faith. You can call this that. Used to write diary back in teenage. Managed to loose all of ’em, years of memories. Those details, perhaps weren’t meant to be preserved.

In this universe, what you learn for yourself is more important than what you learn for others. Always learn for yourself more, put your study and conclusions always first. Think of people less, ideas more. Books are your best friend, but you’ll eventually find out around which book story of life is forever revolving.

This feels better than preaching Christianity in a traditional way. You are a voyager in the universe and music is the best voyager’s tool. Takes you away from the world, synchs your brain, calms it, tunes it, expands and perfumes it.

Think of all the books as faith diaries. Those were saved for everyone, this one is only for you. Things of faith are such, when you have your incomings, those amazing thoughts about the universe, you always find yourself rushing towards a pen, a keyboard, want to scratch things on the wall, but those special moments show you and take away with them what comes, leave a strange fingerprint on your mind and take away the details. You won’t be able to give them to anyone else even if you wish to.

Thought it was a unique perspective, but it was a common one, just not for the common people. Refer to a famous quote about people and common sense. You’ll get the gist. Ultimate things come to you through your focus, choices will define your treasure hunt, all I’m here to tell you is that it is all there for you. Somethings are. Those which you dig for people are just simple things of faith.

Christianity is this, at least for you. Connect, receive, preach, forget. Preach less for things to be practiced, more of things that help people know themselves. This ain’t preaching, I’d never preach to you, be free to choose your faith (cause that’s the gift of Christianity). This is pure literature. The art of painting pictures with words.

If you want to paint faith on the walls of your heart. Choose the desire to do it for God as your best paint brush. It will smoothen your flow. And honest strokes always mean better fidelity. So that those spaces you leave become shapes, that autofill the look of happiness.

Now I’ve been just learning this habit of saying, Godbless.