Space is as infinite as we can imagine, and expanding this perspective is what adjusts humankind's focus on conquering our true enemies, the formidable foes: ignorance and limitation.

Poverty and War have no excuse.

Cinnamon bites and kisses simultaneously.

Poets can't worry about popularity since loving life and humanity involves saying what some people don't want to hear.

Poetry absolves spirituality from the dividedness of religions and provides us with a sanctuary that excludes no one.

Language achieves soul only when it's applied as a tool, used by those who imbue it with what they have had the courage and honesty to perceive and feel.

Poetry is a subset of a Cosmos, which in itself, is a poem.