closer

I have journeyed far but the more important thing is I am closer to my real home. My true destination.

Sometimes I forget that and I allow sadness to have an audience with me. The lies that has been whispered relentlessly into one's ear. It can be tiring at times but should one expect something different?

We are at war. In the middle of a battle for a good life and the best life :)

Christmas has always been "packaged" as a happy and joyful time, which it is, but the other half of the truth is that it was a start of a rescue operation. Why is it only heard in whispers and nowhere to be found in the malls? :)

I am glad I wrote this.

Merry Christmas!

"... why think like mere men?"