Wednesday, August 3, 2016

My Dear Sam

Most of a life ahead of you, most of one behind me. Who would I be to offer advice to such a bright, beautiful star? I know better. No, I'm here to point out your perfection. As I watch the ups and downs from the sidelines, I recognize familiar patterns. A spiritual and idealogical search that will eventually, inevitably lead to a perfect, pure heart. Take care of it. I sensed it immediately. Oh, it will be broken a few more times and it hurts me to tell you that. Part of the price you pay for seeing truth. I wish you peace and I wish you love. Wisdom will be the bonus.

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