Sitting underneath a shaded awning, watching the water ripple around the mangroves with a pretty girl across the table, I wonder what it is that people want.
There's so much discontent, but why?
I went to an Anglican service yesterday. And the atmosphere brought in to view the smallness of man.
It's easy to go see a show, whether it's in a church or not, and witness the whole thing like an audience member.
In the darkness of a shadowy cavern, or in the candlelit flicker of a cathedral, or sometimes under a Starlit sky or surrounded by sand and waves, we finally see it.
We see where we fit Within the whole picture.? happiness is wanting what you h ave.
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