What matters is not the idea a man holds, but the depth at which he holds it.
Where’s your treasure, where’s your hope if you get the world but lose your soul..
We are not infinite, we are not permanent.. nothing’s immediate.
We’re so confident in our accomplishments.. look at how dark it is.
We got information in the information age, but do we know what life is..?
She said he said live like no tomorrow..
you could be the voices that I hear
I’m singing along because it sounds just like you’re near
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map