Humanity in it’s most delicate form can sometimes begin to fail. It seems that it is impossible to think about what it is that can flit around seeking moral and

judgmental means of looking into the great think tank, without concerning other people’s feelings of ardour and glamour. In a materialistic society, we can often feel like we are not feeling the agitation of the need for spontaneity and realize that those which feel like us don’t necessarily act like us. How dare you seek out someone else’s loved one, if one cannot surrealize those that will not feel love for one another, then those that can feel their love scoot away into the distant pass. However, whatever one chooses can then help those who can’t help to feel and to love in a grateful, artsy way.

Traveling to and from different countries has become increasingly more difficult in the midst of a lot of rampant, violent times. We often think of travel

as a monotonous, continuous stream of unweary time affairs built into the scheme of socialization of western thought. Although we are not able to describe the tons of millions of unnecessary scrutiny put upon us through the distant ways of the world, we can’t forget those that risked it all in the name of safety and peace for the children of the distant future. We must always remember to find out who we are and what we have become in treating those less fortunate. We must give them the opportunity to start anew. We can revitalize the economy and grow into what we can’t. Informing

those who will share in the opportunity of a lifetime will see that those that need help will satisfy those that love one another. We eventually will decide what is best for everyone’s future, till life itself ends.