Costs no one knowswhat it tookto get here,they never will,our costs are our own -branded to our souls -their receiptswill be laid at the feetof no other,no one else will payfor our choices
Pursuit pleasure is a fool's errand:gone in the instant of achievement;what is lasting -what holds its meaning -is the wisdom gainedin the moment's pursuit
Home warm yellow lightis a beacon in the darkcalling the wanderer home;it beckons to the lost,it is a safe havenamidst the constant stormsthat surround,a guide in the darknessstretching our comfortingfingers of light,a pathway home;it is safe herewhen you are ready,come home
