A broken friend, & other random thoughts.

Sometimes biting in to a bad chocolate, and eating it, is like adopting a broken friend, and never giving up on him, or her.

When everything seems hopeless, browse for that inner voice calling your own name.  You are not alone.

There seems to be a cosmic conscience of alter egos, in the universe.  It appears like a wave from the ocean, or a gust of wind, out of the clear blue sky.  It can be strong and persistent, only to subside, and return again.

Synthesis is needed in life, for it to have meaning.