Waffle and Writings! for Saturday, September 6, 2008

Sweet the Perfume from blossoms crushed underfoot ripped by foreign doctrines but not destroyed The secretive scent lingers on Long after visions of flowering fields fade. The essence of souls linked to an Eternal source beyond physical worlds is indestructible. We are here to follow pathways Already mapped out by the master topographer Yet there are choices That define our growth We alone make. C. Ilana Leeds Sign in to see full entry.

I wish I could say that the world is a wonderful place and that we all loved one another. That would be good but it would be dishonest, because it is not true and as much as I would like it to be true one day, the human race is unfortunately a long way off from that state of perfect and sublime peace and fellowship. My son is watching the Bee movie, a good movie with some interesting sub text and I have to finish Portraits in Sepia - an Isobel Allende novel. It is an interesting novel but I find... Sign in to see full entry.