On earth

Their dead but are they gone. us on earth  in times of grief are told to be strong, strong because we feel weak and when we stand we feel the ache in our feet, the sweating in our palms and quickened pace of our beating hearts, the tears rolling down our face praying and hoping that we can find faith. You see it’s time it just goes so fast one day your up breathing and the next day your gone leaving your family crying and grieving. Life’s a gift and you have to believe it, it’s given but we don’t revive it and I say we don’t receive it because we don’t get to keep it. People wonder if they’re going to heaven or hell but none of us can tell, not a single person knows it and that the truth that should be told. We’re all expected to die old but we can be taken by the day. Life’s what you make it.

Travel and explore even if you see yourself as poor. To be poor is to be without love, money doesn’t make you rich or happy. Memories, togetherness and love all the good stuff. Our body’s are temples that must be maintained, take care of you and the universe will handle the rest. If you have one goal in life it should be to always try your best