Monday, June 28, 2010
Bark
It's easy to bark out orders, but it's hard to listen and obey them. If you want to dish it out, you have to be willing to scoop it up.
Face
Face, my face. It's loved, hated, respected, avoided. It's just a face, and it's vain. We often get caught up with the outside. Only picking friends that are pulchritudinous, prosperous, and pretentious. In the end it's not all about beauty, wealth, or style. We will all eventually die; and possibly become wrinkly and old first. Choose to look for splendor on the inside.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
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