I gave my life to become the person I am right now. Was it worth it?

I never know what I am writing. The moment you know what you're writing, you're writing nothing worth reading.

What I am suggesting is hard work and it can be slow work, but the rewards are well worth it.

I am in total ecstasy with where my life is now.

Happiness isn't a constant. You get fleeting glimpses. You have to fight for those moments, but they make it all worth it.

I know there's a principle of spirit. It works without space-time. I am subject to that principle, in spirit and in belief of body. Learn how spirit works, a few simple rules, living a perfect spiritual life is easy.