I am a human being. I live and I breathe life into many… caring for the less fortunate and reteaching life lessons to those who have passed life without knowing they have done so.

I feel… that I know everything… yet I know nothing. I understand… yet I have questions. I feel sorrow… but don’t cry for myself. I hear people who say they “care”… but turns out they only care for themselves. I realize… that life is mysterious… and I always end up finding and retracing the answer back to myself. I love… and feel loved by all. I hate… those who despise life. I relate… to those who have battled their own shadows. I recall… on the way I have messed up my life. I see war… but dream of peace. I find honesty… yet lie sometimes. I dream… but wake up to find it to be a reality. I contradict… but agree simultaneously. I start… but never finish. I believe… that I am unique and beautiful. I try… but end up failing. I conquer… and lose. I smile… but cry inside. I pray… but question ALAH’S teachings. I hear… lies and misleading ways of life… but never say anything. I fear… ALLAH and his Powers. I cry… when I see others’ lives crumbling at my feet. I know everything about life… perspectives count. I live… and breathe and the spirit flows. I speak… and the truth comes out by itself. I hurt… inside but I seem to be strong. I’m not perfect because of my positives, but because of my imperfections, which make me a beautiful person beyond my measure.