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Angst, art, and animals from the fringe in Arizona. Exactly how much is the politically correct amount to enjoy life? Is the key to happiness acceptance or aspiration? Or is it just being true to our own delusions? So what is real? Best monso.
Qureshi Donates Tennis Wheelchairs To Iraq. By ATP Staff; 30. Is donating five tennis wheelchairs to Iraq. 8220;I only have Myself to blame.
Just because man has created religions that separate us on earth, does not mean it separates God or that it separates us from God. Religions were created to explain the unexplainable, to name the unnamable. Separation does not come from God, it comes from the flawed human ego. Recent Posts in Random Words. Would I Be My Friend. My 10 Rules for 2015.
Body followed sacrament Meant to collapse inward, A surrendered Read More. The Secret of the Girl in the Tree. You speak to me so soft. Whispering we share one soft heart,. The reason we need God,.
The Philosophy and Methodology of Spiritual Healing. In order to make better use of my computer time, I am suspending operation of. Please do follow me at my other blog, The Homeless Blogger. The healing powers of a drug store cashier.
Los cambios en las organizaciones son un hecho desde el principio de los tiempos, entre otras cosas por aquello de renovarse o morir . Quien no se resuelve a cultivar el hábito de pensar, se pierde el mayor placer de la vida. Piensa, cree, sueña y atrévete.
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Daring to go where traditional teachers of art dare not! Art Bag Lady Events. Art Bag Lady Fundraising Efforts. Courts, Corrections and Control. Who Is The Art Bag Lady.
Среда, 4 марта 2015 г. Кому не хватает СЧАСТЬЯ,новый узор- Божество Счастья, что видит сон о вашей прекрасной жизни,его глаза закрыты на ваши печали, и открыто воображение о светлом настоящем, где у вас все хорошо. На данный момент четыре оттенка. Написать об этом в блоге.
Sexta-feira, 26 de fevereiro de 2010. Onde você estava quando fui queimado e despedaçado? Enquanto os dias passavam pela visão da minha janela? Onde você estava quando fui ferido e estava indefeso? Porque as coisas que você diz e faz ainda me rodeiam. Enquanto você se agarrava às palavras de outro,. Morrendo pra acreditar no que você ouvia,. Eu estava esperando bem dentro do sol brilhante! Perdido no pensamento e perdido no tempo,. Lá fora a chuva caía escura e devagar.