Music is something to live for. It is just for me, nobody else can take away from me. It makes me so happy and I can rely on it completely - it'll always be there!
You're not listening with your eyes.
When someone is in your heart, they're never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.
We need to forgive ourselves. For all the things we didn't do. All the things we should have done. You can't get stuck on the regrets of what should have happened.
Have you found someone to share your heart with? Are you giving to your community? Are you at peace with yourself? Are you trying to be as human as you can be?
Parents rarely let go of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away. The moments that used to define them - a mother's approval, a father's nod - are covered by moments of their own accomplishments. It is not until much later, as the skin sags and the heart weakens, that children understand; their stories, and all their accomplishments, sit atop the stories of their mothers and fathers, stones upon stones, beneath the waters of their lives.
Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.
Give me the enchilada with the pickle sauce shoved up between the donkey's ass until he can't come anymore.
How can you pull down strongholds of Satan if you don't even have the strength to turn off your TV?
We shouldn't be saying 'Save the planet'; we should be saying: 'Save viable conditions in which people can live. ' That's what we're dealing with here.
All of these lines across my face, tell you the story of who I am. So many stories of where I've been and how I got to where I am.