I’m copying the testament of my life. All the plans, all the dots, all my dreams, by all means… No extremes. Only love.
I hear the sound of God, the silence of man, the white of snow and say to myself, “What do I really know?” Reflecting.
Am I allowing my students to glow and to grow? That I am by God’s grace. That’s dope, Its my hope… At least.
In this insensitive world full of masks, dark and evil schemes and people planning tasks to hurt others… Why do you do this to me, my brothers? Would you do that to your significant other or your mother?
Come one… don’t be the one who doesn’t listen to anyone. It’s long overdone. We can coexist you just have to believe, don’t be afraid.
Write your testament, dream of great plans, with all the dots and deeds you deserve. God taught us that we are to be the salt and the light of the world.
Act like it today, not tomorrow. This Summer not next winter. In this life not in the afterlife. Not just temporary but eternally.
Go and do likewise.