I've been thinking much lately on what I believe. I debated whether or not to put it on here because of the flaming feedback I may receive. I am very much a person who believes in beauty. Beauty of everything. Of people, of light, of thoughts, of art. Of LIFE. I believe in RIGHT and WRONG. I believe in the blurring of lines and I believe in GRAY MATTER. What is right for ME may not be right for YOU. I believe that not all rules should be followed so strictly. If a rule hurts you then there is a reason you should not be such a stickler. I believe that if YOU TRUELY BELIEVE and it something does NOT FEEL RIGHT then maybe IT IS NOT RIGHT. Not right for you at least. I believe in doing random acts of kindness and senseless acts of beauty.

Be beautiful. Live life. Do what you truely believe to be right and true.

This only works if you have a sound and clean heart and mind. If you truely believe that causing pain to others is right and true, then you do not have a sound and clean heart and mind....

I believe in feeling beautiful and loving life. I believe in bringing joy to others and to the world.

I enjoy staring at the sky and ocean and fields and creatures for hours. I love to love God's creation. I love to thank Him for all he has given us.

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