What am I?

By Alex Markovich. I have no idea who or what I am. Well, I know that I exist (at least now, when typing these lines) but what was I before birth, if…

What am I?

Letters to Myself⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️

Theater performance “Letters to Myself”. Author, director: Alex Markovich.

Letters to Myself

You searched for connect ~ Kindness

You searched for connect ~ Kindness
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Is falling in love with your best friend is right


Racism is a refuge for the ignorant. It seeks to divide and to destroy. It is the enemy of freedom, and deserves to be met head-on and stamped out

No one is born hating another person because of the color of his skin, or his background, or his religion. People must learn to hate, and if they can learn to hate, they can be taught to love, for love comes more naturally to the human heart than its opposite.

Racism is a refuge for the ignorant. It seeks to divide and to destroy. It is the enemy of freedom, and deserves to be met head-on and stamped out.Pierre Berton

You don’t fight racism with racism, the best way to fight racism is with solidarity.Bobby Seale

I think most people, when they think about the Black Panther Party, they think in very abstract, caricatured terms. They think about black fists in the air, but they don’t think about the actual people, and the families, and the relationships.Kerry Washington

And why does it make you sad to see how everything hangs by such thin and whimsical threads? Because you’re a dreamer, an incredible dreamer, with a tiny spark hidden somewhere inside you which cannot die, which even you cannot kill or quench and which tortures you horribly because all the odds are against its continual burning. In the midst of the foulest decay and putrid savagery, this spark speaks to you of beauty, of human warmth and kindness, of goodness, of greatness, of heroism, of martyrdom, and it speaks to you of love.Eldridge Cleaver



•†¨ Prophecy ¨†•

Christ through Judah

•†¨ Fullfilled ¨†•

Genesis 49:10
The sceptre shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet, until Shiloh come; and unto him shall the gathering of the people be.

Luke 3:33
Which was the son of Aminadab, which was the son of Aram, which was the son of Esrom, which was the son of Phares, which was the son of Juda,

Luke 2:1-7
And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from Caesar Augustus that all the world should be taxed. (And this taxing was first made when Cyrenius was governor of Syria.) And all went to be taxed, every one into his own city. And Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judaea, unto the city of David, which is called Bethlehem; (because he was of the house and lineage of David:) To be taxed with Mary his espoused wife, being great with child. And so it was, that, while they were there, the days were accomplished that she should be delivered. And she brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.

John 17:3
And this is life eternal, that they might know thee the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom thou hast sent.

John 11:47-52
Then gathered the chief priests and the Pharisees a council, and said, What do we? for this man doeth many miracles. If we let him thus alone, all men will believe on him: and the Romans shall come and take away both our place and nation.

And one of them, named Caiaphas, being the high priest that same year, said unto them, Ye know nothing at all, Nor consider that it is expedient for us, that one man should die for the people, and that the whole nation perish not. And this spake he not of himself: but being high priest that year, he prophesied that Jesus should die for that nation; And not for that nation only, but that also he should gather together in one the children of God that were scattered abroad.

John 10:16
And other sheep I have, which are not of this fold: them also I must bring, and they shall hear my voice; and there shall be one fold, and one shepherd.

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Proverbs 2:1-22

My son, if thou wilt receive my words, and hide my commandments with thee; So that thou incline thine ear unto wisdom, and apply thine heart to understanding; Yea, if thou criest after knowledge, and liftest up thy voice for understanding; If thou seekest her as silver, and searchest for her as for hid treasures; Then shalt thou understand the fear of the Lord, and find the knowledge of God. For the Lord giveth wisdom: out of his mouth cometh knowledge and understanding. He layeth up sound wisdom for the righteous: he is a buckler to them that walk uprightly. He keepeth the paths of judgment, and preserveth the way of his saints. Then shalt thou understand righteousness, and judgment, and equity; yea, every good path. When wisdom entereth into thine heart, and knowledge is pleasant unto thy soul; Discretion shall preserve thee, understanding shall keep thee: To deliver thee from the way of the evil man, from the man that speaketh froward things; Who leave the paths of uprightness, to walk in the ways of darkness; Who rejoice to do evil, and delight in the frowardness of the wicked; Whose ways are crooked, and they froward in their paths: To deliver thee from the strange woman, even from the stranger which flattereth with her words; Which forsaketh the guide of her youth, and forgetteth the covenant of her God. For her house inclineth unto death, and her paths unto the dead. None that go unto her return again, neither take they hold of the paths of life. That thou mayest walk in the way of good men, and keep the paths of the righteous. For the upright shall dwell in the land, and the perfect shall remain in it. But the wicked shall be cut off from the earth, and the transgressors shall be rooted out of it.


Jesus⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️Psalm 16:1-11

Preserve me, O God: for in thee do I put my trust. O my soul, thou hast said unto the Lord, Thou art my Lord: my goodness extendeth not to thee;But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight. Their sorrows shall be multiplied that hasten after another god: their drink offerings of blood will I not offer, nor take up their names into my lips. The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup: thou maintainest my lot. The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; yea, I have a goodly heritage. I will bless the Lord, who hath given me counsel: my reins also instruct me in the night seasons. I have set the Lord always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved. Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope. For thou wilt not leave my soul in hell; neither wilt thou suffer thine Holy One to see corruption. Thou wilt shew me the path of life: in thy presence is fulness of joy; at thy right hand there are pleasures for evermore.



Ephesians 2:8-10

For by grace you have been saved through faith, and that not of yourselves; it is the gift of God, not of works, that no one would boast. For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared before that we would walk in them.

Romans 10:9-10

That if you will confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord, and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved. For with the heart, one believes unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.


Word ~

•†¨ Prophecy ¨†•

Nations will be blessed through Jacob

Genesis 28:14
Your offspring will be as the dust of the earth, and you will spread abroad to the west, and to the east, and to the north, and to the south. In you and in your offspring will all the families of the earth be blessed.

•†¨ Fullfilled ¨†•

Luke 3:34
The son of Jacob, the son of Isaac, the son of Abraham, the son of Terah, the son of Nahor

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World Autism Acceptance Day

World Autism Acceptance Day

I personally don’t call it world autism awareness day because I want more than awareness.
Awareness while acknowledging people might want and need information often also carries an implication of ‘bewareness’. Sometimes phrases abound such as “epidemic”,and “fastest growing” and the dreaded “disorder” word. These phrases don’t actually help Autistics or their families.

What families need is real help, real support, back-up in times of crisis,understanding from their families, friends, and even total strangers. They need access to educational and health supports, they need increased knowledge so they can understand and meet the needs of their Autistic family members.

That is why I personally favour acceptance. We need to accept each other’s differences as part of the diversity of humanity. We need to meet people where they are and offer encouragement and support. Acceptance means embracing and valuing us as we are. It means accepting differences that you may not yet fully understand.
And it shouldn’t stop at children. Autistic children will become autistic adults – and the need for acceptance will continue even if individual support needs change.

This World Autism Acceptance Day we need to:

  1. Acknowledge autism is a huge part of many families’ lives – especially autistic lives. We can’t pause or separate our autism just because this year NZ is in lockdown. This year in particular places additional challenges on many Autistics and their families. Many families may be facing separation from their Autistic family members who may be flatting, in different cities, or in residential care. This is tough on Autistics and for their families who may not be used to this level of separation.

2.Create greater awareness of the condition but more importantly create awareness of supports and accommodations that make a genuine difference to Autistic lives.We need to highlight areas where funding can make the greatest difference to children and adults – for example in Health, Education, and Employment. Many families and Autistics struggle financially, with other health conditions and many face a lack of educational supports. We need to recognise the extra challenges at this time and the extra anxiety many autistics and their support networks may be experiencing.

  1. Realise that Autism Acceptance can be the opportunity to build empathy,understanding, and compassion for those of us who are Autistic. So like many Autistics I want acceptance. I want acceptance to include the very real needs of Autistic adults and children – not just the needs of their non-Autistic family members. We need this acceptance to continue long after World Autism Acceptance Day is over, long after World Autism Month is over. It needs to be for our lifetime.
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What am I?

By Alex Markovich. I have no idea who or what I am. Well, I know that I exist (at least now, when typing these lines) but what was I before birth, if…What am I?


Hello 🌟🌟🌟

Hello Friends,

Wishing everyone a great day!! One of the best ways that we can grow and evolve is to help others do the same. When we help others we don’t make it just about us and that is so important for personal growth. Giving a hand to another human being not only makes the person doing the helping a better person it is actually making the world a better place.

By teaching someone else how to be a better person you are putting more love and caring into the world and there is a good chance that this person will do the a same. Be kind with your time and your wisdom.
So if you see some is falling behind help them catchup. If you see some who seems lonely include them in your group of friends. Let everyone know that they are good and worthy. All of this will make the world a better place.
Sending everyone Positive Vibes and Love.
Peace and Love,

Good Day Bad Day.

Good Day Bad Day.

Child abusers harm so many aspects of a person, and many of these harms will stay with the person throughout their lifetime unless there is opportunity for healing and the right people to stand by and provide the support. One of these ‘harms’ is the development of a negative Internal Working Model (IWM) of themselves, and a chronic feeling of ‘undeservedness’.

This IWM manifests itself in many ways, and is particularly tenacious during times of healing. It is the force that drives self-sabotage, ending good relationships and forming harmful ones, sabotaging success in career, sport or any other aspect, because the overwhelming internal drive is one that cannot tolerate success.

If you care for children who have been victims of severe neglect or abuse, and you are a good carer, safe, and offering good experiences, you will see them heal, and allowing themselves to have ‘good’ days. However, the IWM is powerful, and may subconsciously seek to ‘equalise’ the good day, with some kind of ‘badness’.

You may have a wonderful day with the child at the beach, shopping for clothes, playing sport. The child will be happy, but you may notice that following this, in the evening or the following day, there will be an incident, something that goes badly, that seems to negate the Good Day.

It is a common and erroneous mistake to think of this as the child being ‘ungrateful’. In fact by thinking this, we have played right into the hand of the IWM. What we must do in this case is understand that having experiences that demonstrate worthiness may be followed by a ‘bad’ day or evening.

Even as adults, if you are one of these children grown up, you may notice a similar pattern. That you have a great day, with good people, in which you do healthy and good things. The following day, you may feel inexplicably down, and seek unhealthy things or do something to make you say to yourself, “I knew I’d wreck it”.

One thing you can do for yourself is to be aware that this happens, and be aware how it manifests in your life. Then be very mindful, very intentional, even write something down that you can read the next morning. Perhaps you could aim for 2 good days in a row. Be forgiving when the bad days come and grow the good days in increments.

If you are caring for such a child, you can also pre-empt it, and empathically support the child through it. Eventually, the child will recognise this for themselves, and with insight facilitate their healing and self worth. If an abused child can through this phenomena, it could become the key to their successes for the rest of their lives.

If we are to be true Fighters Against Child Abuse, we must also fight and understand the IWM’s tendency to sabotage in ourselves, our children and our friends.
(Stephan Friedrich)

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Fly Little Angel

There was an angelThat wanted to flyShe was kept in a cageSo instead she criedHer tears were feltFrom far awayA winged warrior appearedAnd he held …

Fly Little Angel

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God always comes at the right time… very important: read it until the end because a prayer never spare. Thank you

God bless your eyes for reading this message.

Don’t let this message die of cold: after reading it, pass it on to others. Remember that God’s message can make a big difference in someone’s life close to you. Please read with faith what follows, because it is an impressive prayer. Believe it and you will be blessed

Luke 18,27: he said to them, ” what is impossible for men, is possible for God.” the problem with many of us is that we do not believe that God will open a window and shed blessings that we will not have room to receive them. Trust He is faithful to his word.

God never lies and his promises are safe.

My prayer for you today: the eyes that are watching this message will not see any evil; the hands that will send this message to others will not work in vain, the mouth that says amen to this prayer will laugh forever. Stay in the love of God sending this prayer to all your acquaintances.

Have a lovely trip in life! Trust The Lord with all your heart and he will never fail you, because he is awesome!

If you really need a blessing, keep reading: Divine Father, most affable and most loving God, I beg you to bless abundantly my family and me. I know that you recognize that a family is more than each of those who make it up, for all those who believe and trust in you. Father, I send a prayer of supplication of blessings, not only for the person who sent me this prayer, but also for me and for all whom I have sent this message.

And that the strength of the union in prayer for those who believe and trust in you, be more powerful than anything else.

I thank you in advance your blessings. God merciful father, free from debts and economic burdens to the person who reads this prayer. Send me your wisdom so I can be a good admin of everything you’ve given me. Father, I know you are wonderful and powerful and that if we obey you and give your word and we have the faith of the size of a mustard seed, you will fill us with your blessings. I thank you Lord the recent blessings I have received and the blessings that will still be coming, because I know you are not done with me yet. In the name of Jesus Christ I beg you. #Amen.

Our Father, that you are in heaven. Hallowed be your name. Come to us your kingdom. Do your will, in heaven as on earth.

Give us today our bread of every day, forgive our trespasses, as we forgive those who offend us. Don’t let us fall into temptation. And deliver us from all evil.

Glory to the father.

Glory to the son.

Glory to the Holy Spirit.

As it was one in principle, now and always, for the centuries of centuries.

Then sit down and look at the power of God working in your life

Shalom ⚜️⚜️⚜️

Wisdom ~ ⚜️⚜️

And I’ll tell you one story,

One rural doctor in England found that almost the entire adult population of the village — an English village like a small town — is infected with meningitis. He was horrified. What will happen when everyone gets sick? What to do?

But only seven people got sick. The rest remained healthy. They did not get sick. Those who experienced severe personal problems fell ill. Those who had no strength to fight, and the desire to live was not enough. This shocked the doctor, he then became a prominent psychologist. Which is quite understandable.

And before it was believed that people unhappy in love were sick with consumption. Those who survived the loss and disappointment. Who has a broken heart.

And many more such examples by doctors. Avoid disappointment and do not sort things out yet. Do not quarrel, do not swear, postpone claims until better times. Be kind to your loved ones. And to the animals. Hygiene and mental hygiene go hand in hand. Now is not up to scandals and partings, that’s all. Do not break the heart for yourself and others.

And then, hopefully, everything will be fine. And then we will deal with the crisis somehow.

Everything will be formed.


Silence of Love ~

There are gestures that show that silence also has meanings … so profound … that … you cannot describe them in words …

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Soul ⚜️⚜️⚜️

Soul mate: two little words, one big concept. A belief that someone, somewhere, is holding the key to your heart.

Dance with me until the Moon goes down ⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️

Dance with me in the early morning light
Wrap your arms around and pull me in tight
The day has not yet begun, there is still time
Fleeting moments spent on love so sublime

Let me linger here within your warm embrace
Gentle kisses on waiting lips to place
You stir my emotions with that smile of yours
Beginning my day with the one I adore

Before the world calls us to start the day
Look in my eyes, tell me what I need you to say
Kiss me hard and take my breath as you often do
And always remember how very much I love you…


Sunshine ⚜️⚜️

Today the sun is outside the window.

We’ll live with you again –

Does anyone doubt that,

When she smiles so sweetly

A barely begun day,

So mischievous eyes light up,

Let’s not panic, and let the troubles become short,

We must take care of each other after all,

Oh, the sun, the sun … the impossible!

Drive away the troubled sorrows,

There is already a supply of rays.

My Sunshine ⚜️⚜️⚜️

Secret ❤️ 🔱

The girl in the room beneath Before going to bed Strums on a mandolin The three simple tunes she knows. How inadequate they are to tell how her heart feels! When she has finished them several times She thrums the strings aimlessly with her finger-nails And smiles, and thinks happily of many things.

I stood for a long while before the shop window Looking at the blue butterflies embroidered on tawny silk. The building was a tower before me, Time was loud behind me, Sun went over the housetops and dusty trees; And there they were, glistening, brilliant, motionless, Stitched in a golden sky By yellow patient fingers long since turned to dust.

The first bell is silver, And breathing darkness I think only of the long scythe of time. The second bell is crimson, And I think of a holiday night, with rockets Furrowing the sky with red, and a soft shatter of stars. The third bell is saffron and slow, And I behold a long sunset over the sea With wall on wall of castled cloud and glittering balustrades. The fourth bell is color of bronze, I walk by a frozen lake in the dun light of dusk: Muffled crackings run in the ice, Trees creak, birds fly. The fifth bell is cold clear azure, Delicately tinged with green: One golden star hangs melting in it, And towards this, sleepily, I go. The sixth bell is as if a pebble Had been dropped into a deep sea far above me . . . Rings of sound ebb slowly into the silence.

On the day when my uncle and I drove to the cemetery, Rain rattled on the roof of the carriage; And talkng constrainedly of this and that We refrained from looking at the child’s coffin on the seat before us. When we reached the cemetery We found that the thin snow on the grass Was already transparent with rain; And boards had been laid upon it That we might walk without wetting our feet. When I was a boy, and saw bright rows of icicles In many lengths along a wall I was dissappointed to find That I could not play music upon them: I ran my hand lightly across them And they fell, tinkling. I tell you this, young man, so that your expectations of life Will not be too great. It is now two hours since I left you, And the perfume of your hands is still on my hands. And though since then I have looked at the stars, walked in the cold blue streets, And heard the dead leaves blowing over the ground Under the trees, I still remember the sound of your laughter. How will it be, lady, when there is none left to remember you Even as long as this? Will the dust braid your hair?

The day opens with the brown light of snowfall And past the window snowflakes fall and fall. I sit in my chair all day and work and work Measuring words against each other. I open the piano and play a tune But find it does not say what I feel, I grow tired of measuring words against each other, I grow tired of these four walls, And I think of you, who write me that you have just had a daughter And named her after your first sweetheart, And you, who break your heart, far away, In the confusion and savagery of a long war, And you who, worn by the bitterness of winter, Will soon go south. The snowflakes fall almost straight in the brown light Past my window, And a sparrow finds refuge on my window-ledge. This alone comes to me out of the world outside As I measure word with word.

Many things perplex me and leave me troubled, Many things are locked away in the white book of stars Never to be opened by me. The starr’d leaves are silently turned, And the mooned leaves; And as they are turned, fall the shadows of life and death. Perplexed and troubled, I light a small light in a small room, The lighted walls come closer to me, The familiar pictures are clear. I sit in my favourite chair and turn in my mind The tiny pages of my own life, whereon so little is written, And hear at the eastern window the pressure of a long wind, coming From I know not where. How many times have I sat here, How many times will I sit here again, Thinking these same things over and over in solitude As a child says over and over The first word he has learned to say. This girl gave her heart to me, And this, and this. This one looked at me as if she loved me, And silently walked away. This one I saw once and loved, and never saw her again. Shall I count them for you upon my fingers? Or like a priest solemnly sliding beads? Or pretend they are roses, pale pink, yellow, and white, And arrange them for you in a wide bowl To be set in sunlight? See how nicely it sounds as I count them for you— ‘This girl gave her heart to me And this, and this, . . . ! And nevertheless, my heart breaks when I think of them, When I think their names, And how, like leaves, they have changed and blown And will lie, at last, forgotten, Under the snow. It is night time, and cold, and snow is falling, And no wind grieves the walls. In the small world of light around the arc-lamp A swarm of snowflakes falls and falls. The street grows silent. The last stranger passes. The sound of his feet, in the snow, is indistinct. What forgotten sadness is it, on a night like this, Takes possession of my heart? Why do I think of a camellia tree in a southern garden, With pink blossoms among dark leaves, Standing, surprised, in the snow? Why do I think of spring? The snowflakes, helplessly veering, Fall silently past my window; They come from darkness and enter darkness. What is it in my heart is surprised and bewildered Like that camellia tree, Beautiful still in its glittering anguish? And spring so far away!

As I walked through the lamplit gardens, On the thin white crust of snow, So intensely was I thinking of my misfortune, So clearly were my eyes fixed On the face of this grief which has come to me, That I did not notice the beautiful pale colouring Of lamplight on the snow; Nor the interlaced long blue shadows of trees; And yet these things were there, And the white lamps, and the orange lamps, and the lamps of lilac were there, As I have seen them so often before; As they will be so often again Long after my grief is forgotten. And still, though I know this, and say this, it cannot console me.

How many times have we been interrupted Just as I was about to make up a story for you! One time it was because we suddenly saw a firefly Lighting his green lantern among the boughs of a fir-tree. Marvellous! Marvellous! He is making for himself A little tent of light in the darkness! And one time it was because we saw a lilac lightning flash Run wrinkling into the blue top of the mountain,— We heard boulders of thunder rolling down upon us And the plat-plat of drops on the window, And we ran to watch the rain Charging in wavering clouds across the long grass of the field! Or at other times it was because we saw a star Slipping easily out of the sky and falling, far off, Among pine-dark hills; Or because we found a crimson eft Darting in the cold grass! These things interrupted us and left us wondering; And the stories, whatever they might have been, Were never told. A fairy, binding a daisy down and laughing? A golden-haired princess caught in a cobweb? A love-story of long ago? Some day, just as we are beginning again, Just as we blow the first sweet note, Death itself will interrupt us.

My heart is an old house, and in that forlorn old house, In the very centre, dark and forgotten, Is a locked room where an enchanted princess Lies sleeping. But sometimes, in that dark house, As if almost from the stars, far away, Sounds whisper in that secret room— Faint voices, music, a dying trill of laughter? And suddenly, from her long sleep, The beautiful princess awakes and dances. Who is she? I do not know. Why does she dance? Do not ask me!— Yet to-day, when I saw you, When I saw your eyes troubled with the trouble of happiness, And your mouth trembling into a smile, And your fingers pull shyly forward,— Softly, in that room, The little princess arose And danced; And as she danced the old house gravely trembled With its vague and delicious secret.

Like an old tree uprooted by the wind And flung down cruelly With roots bared to the sun and stars And limp leaves brought to earth— Torn from its house— So do I seem to myself When you have left me.

The music of the morning is red and warm; Snow lies against the walls; And on the sloping roof in the yellow sunlight Pigeons huddle against the wind. The music of evening is attenuated and thin— The moon seen through a wave by a mermaid; The crying of a violin. Far down there, far down where the river turns to the west, The delicate lights begin to twinkle On the dusky arches of the bridge: In the green sky a long cloud, A smouldering wave of smoky crimson, Breaks in the freezing wind: and above it, unabashed, Remote, untouched, fierly palpitant, Sings the first star.

Secret Love ❤️

“The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.”


Do Souls exist ⚜️⚜️⚜️

Do you want me to reveal the secret to you?

One such tiny secret

Know people don’t meet by chance

There are no accidents, believe me in life!

Do not trust?! Well then listen …

Do not be afraid: I will not deceive you

Imagine that souls exist

Single string tuned

Like stars in the infinity of the universe

They wander hundreds of roads

To meet once without fail,

But only when God wants to …

For them, there are no norms in the usual sense,

They are free as a bird soaring …

There are no distances for them,

Conventions, prohibitions and boundaries …


Get it ~ ⚜️⚜️

“The artist is the creator of beautiful things. To reveal art and conceal the artist is art’s aim. The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.”

Love Chooses You ⚜️❤️


Me either Little Darling ⚜️⚜️⚜️😂😂

Poor Little Darlings 🙁🙁🇦🇺🇦🇺🇦🇺
I love Self Isolation in Australia anyway, and Aussies love being lazy 😂😂😂😂

I’ll love to eternity ⚜️⚜️⚜️

I’ ll love you.
Until the gasp of time’s last breath.
Until I have no words and then I’ll find another way.
Until we cease to be and life has left this place…and even then, I’ll use my last breath to remind you once more.
How very much I love you.
And always will.
True love doesn’t have a happy ending.
It never ends.
I’ll always love you…until…

Kindness ~ Wisdom

Fantasy ⚜️⚜️⚜️

The most beautiful i have ever felt
Was in your arms
The most happiest i have ever been
Was when you smiled to me
The most secure i can remember
Was your body covering me
So, when i asked you
Baby, tell me something you’ve never told me
Your fingers push that wayward strand of hair from my neck..
” I can’t believe you still have me “


    A Little Puppy ⚜️⚜️⚜️

    A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt a tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
    “Mister,” he said, “I want to buy one of your puppies.”

    “Well,” said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat off the back of his neck, “These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money.”

    The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer.

    “I’ve got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?”

    “Sure,” said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. “Here, Dolly!” he called.

    Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse.

    Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up…

    “I want that one,” the little boy said, pointing to the runt.

    The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and said, “Son, you don’t want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would.”

    With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, “You see sir, I don’t run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands.”

    With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy.

    “How much?” asked the little boy…

    “No charge,” answered the farmer, “There’s no charge for love.”


    Kindness ⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️⚜️

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