Mostly

The purpose of uplifting thoughts is fairly constant.

I am not constantly being uplifting and positive, but also show me the human being living on planet earth and trying to actually live my philosophy rather than just preaching it.

Universal Human Constants

Humans are social animals

Let us not forget?

Human's are spiritual animals

Let us not forget?

Human are sensitive animals

Let us not forget?

Zombies are not really aware of morals and ethics

Zombies seek to be less human and eating brains is a great way to rob humans of not just their brains but their humanity

A zombies favorite color is often black

Zombies are just as interested in violence as they are death

You can never expect loving kindness from a zombie

A zombie can only go for so long with out eating a brain then they get more crazy from the lack of their needed food. Then they are wanting more brain very soon after a feed.

Generosity is a strange concept to zombies

Zombies leave their homes mainly to eat brains and go to place and people where brains are the most plentiful.

A cyber bully is a zombie

Zombies are not worthy as friends

Zombies can't apoligize

In the following posts I want to discuss universal human constants not as an expert at all.

The face is hiding

Writhing with unachievable longings

To little hall ways

One safe

The the other tempting

You try the tempting one

On the way to Green Land

It is freezing.

Reality benders.

The earth stood still

Winds had calmed

Songs were just sing along

And the action begins at seven

Like worms after a rain

People leap from towers

As if these were invisible

Invisible towers

Which hold the treasures

And move around in pistols.

Usually shooting into the air

And watching clouds burst

For our minds.

Yes.

The future is unknown and be merciful with yourself.

You deserve your compassion and deep love from yourself.

Success means something...

As love shines it's flashes

Wrippling through space

As a form of purity

Points forwards Destiny

Or the river ride if you are unwise

A spot of death and demise

The path is hidden near the river

Appearing as a flash of light

Take this one

You have the courage

Go soon

Go soon

As she moves

To change shape into driftwood

And then you lose.

For beauty had a possibility

Was it her fault or what

The lame finger is fresh

The sound is a loneliness

A faight like death

We are the flowers of enchantment

On the street of fairness

Time for forgetting

And deep forgetfulness

Your wishes of the sacred

Hold my hand now.