I had a thought one day, and since the day I thought of it, I haven't been the same. I started thinking about it because I realized, it was always thinking about me, through every breeze on a hot day or a glimpse of heaven for when your going through hell. I realized that someone is always watching over u, and when u realize that this dark and cold world has come be a reality, be moved by it. Don't be discouraged by what u see, but stand up for what it is, point out what needs to be changed and never give up, and never regret the place u are soon to go, for u choose your path. It's by everyday you go through hell, that come to see heaven. It is by every tear from the beaten, and lash to the broken, that we fell our pain and regrets, and these are the key's to our future, for them two word's create something more powerful than the any army can fight, and something more enduring, than the sun it's self. It gives us faith, and by faith alone will u see your father someday. I hear many say that, that Buddhist will never go to heaven, nor will that Muslim. How can u say such thing's. Let our father make that decision. It is not by what face or name your worship, but how u live your life and obey the one you pray to. How have we all come to be so mislead?
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