The purpose of life is to be useful to be responsible to be honorable to be compassionate it is after all to matter to count to stand for something to have made some difference that you lived at all

Whereas the Heart is used to being the only place where Love is found a Mind full of joy draws the Heart like a moth, into a surprising different flame. A flame where nothing burns- no wings are forfeited. As if God stretches the length of The Hom...