“God did not create religions, men did.”
“Tomorrow is just a day away from today.” (my year book from HS 1972)
~Bits from writings for plays and novel ideas:
– For chance to dream
-Per chance to hope
-I’m not afraid of having dreams
-As long as I know they’ll never be
-Dreams help the hurt go away, the day to day reality of everyday living
-Fantasies are just illusions of the mind
-Fairy tales and children’s tales
Memories of another day
Fading in and fading out
Caught between pages of one’s life
Wilting away from the recesses of one’s mind
Yesterday was just a day away from today
But, often yesterday’s get muddled in the mind
I can’t remember his name
I can’t remember his face
Why do they all seem the same when thinking about the past?
Past memories gone cold to far places of one’s mind
Holding on to dreams,
Holding on to memories as they slip away.
Losing sight of what had been,
Like the pages in a history book.
Fading in and fading away from inner places of one’s mind (memory).