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TO LOVE AND fall to your knees not knowing why is to look up and not see the string of beauty woven in the stars. Read More THE EYES ARE no more the windows to our souls than the nose is its chimney and the mouth the front door. The idea of the soul is a romantic piece of fiction no more real than True Love or Destiny or God, each made in the image of fear. Read More.
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THERE IS A LIGHT at the end of the tunnel and no religion or god or belief can take you there. There is only you. What if I told you whatever travail you have experienced was not necessary. That all your influences: from religion to family values and traditions have all been a step back from uncovering unlimited beauty and happiness. Fear, Loneliness, Despair, Envy, Jealously, Sorrow, Anger, Sadness, Heartbreak, Dependency are all rooted to your past and thus can be done away with. You can, like the Phoenix, die and be reborn. If you're fed up of doing the same, believing the same, acting the same, and expecting different results then I welcome you to challenge your life here and now. My name is Nicholas S., and this is your world. Welcome to A Healthy Earth. To further your knowledge on what A Healthy Earth is visit our ABOUT page. Thank you LatestWritten on 05/17/2013, 14:35 by
HAVE YOU EVER enquired into the purpose and overall role education serves in society as well as in your own life? Don’t you think it important to ask this since what we consider a formal education takes up about a quarter of very short lives and for some people almost forty percent? It is a very important question, one that should be asked if it hasn’t already since the role of education not only affects us but all of society. We are sent to school, taught mathematics, literature, social studies, and to what avail?
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SOME OF US are never satisfied. We move from one activity, one relationship or job or religion or location to another with the hope that when the tides of change have shifted so would this feeling of dissatisfaction. And when that familiar feeling of emptiness stings we pack up and move again.
Have you known people like that or does this remind you of yourself? Have you ever asked yourself why you are so dissatisfied with life? We feel there is something lacking in our lives and we seek that missing piece but we don’t know...Read More25 Written on 05/05/2013, 11:56 by
AMBITIOUS, competitive, violent, ugly is the makings of our society. It is clothed in the dark shades of humanity’s equally dark heart. And if you ever wondered why every society inevitably falls under the weight of itself you would find the answer lies not in the structure of society or its laws but rather in the structure of us. Is it not so we are responsible for society’s personality, its attitude and dysfunctions?
The truth is everything we are society is. We are the lifeblood of society, its poorly beating pulse, and...Read More37
If we look deep enough within ourselves I wonder if one can see if he or she is at all violent.
Violence is all around us, within each...Read More850
WE’VE COME TO a crossroads. The road splits and a decision must be made. Bending to the left is the old ways or something like it. To the...Read More381
“Why, he wondered, should he remember her suddenly, on such a day, watching the rain falling on the apple trees?”
― Daphne du...Read More475
Breathing air is necessary. Eating food is necessary. Drinking water is necessary. You need them to live. These are not ideologies or...Read More550
I feel like you play games, all the time and in every aspect of your life which is why you can’t see value where value is at, which is also...Read More200
To give the reader more understanding or a little clarification for the meaning of the knowledge and the infinite, I’ve included a poem by...Read More782 |
Email SubscriptionSHE rests her head against my own and I think, what perfection, this moment is. If only it could be captured, what immortal frame shall I hang this picture from, this moment which we take for granted which seems to last forever is already fixed to die in some imperfect and already fading memory not just to be broken down but to be forgotten entirely and without pause; no time taken to bury it or wish it farewell as it is laid out among a sea of its kind: of Once Upon a Times and Long Forgotten Memories. Read More
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