The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in.
No prayer is complete without presence.
To love is human. To feel pain is human. Yet to still love despite the pain is pure angel.
Your depression is connected to your insolence and refusal to praise.
Every moment, a voice, out of this world, calls on our soul, to wake up and rise.
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky