Thursday, September 30, 2010
They walked for days and nights through the road until they saw a door stained with blood.
"Here is the door to freedom,” they said. “We know our brothers were sacrificed in there.”
One by one, the oxen began to enter. And only inside, when it was way too late, did they realized that it was the door to the slaughterhouse."
I think. I act how I see fit. I often fail. But I am just trying to do the right thing. I believe most of us are this way, and only fear holds us back from the evolution.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
He's also a brother, son, friend, mentor, leader, giver, provider, comedian, loving man, and most importantly...
Not. A. Quitter.
He walks the walk.
I dare anyone to say something different...ever.