hi

a quote :

I like going for masses in different countries. There's something very familiar about it, regardless the language. Sure, you miss the sermon, but at the end of the day, the sermon alone doesn't make or break your belief in God. Mass gives me a feeling of familiarity, of home and of all things safe, even if we're in a new place, a new country. It makes moving around all that much more bearable.

to this lady, this church makes her feel right at home, right where she belong

to some others, its the company of their loves ones, their partners/spouse. it nv fails to stretch that hardened lips wide to show a glimpse of white object, even thou how enduring the previous hours have been.

to a smaller minority of some, financial furfilment is their engine

where is my church?,
my spouse?,
my dollars?

would i be contented after achieving all these?

arn these common goals each n every individual would sometime or another think about in their years of life?

sometimes i realli wonder if just being borned into this world is a sin. a sin which we committed in our previous lives to be punished by human emotions, unsee-able things.

no visible by sight but yet so powerful it could corrupt the hell out of u.

maybe heaven was where we all belonged before being punished by leading a mortal life. a life to live and eventually to die. bringing nothing when we arrive and carrying nothing back when we leave.

ain this all a joke

posted by ikaira @ 12:03 AM,

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