Glimpses of Heaven

Imagine heaven and imagine that one day you decided to accept the battle of uplifting. The ugly, soft, soft extra fat you had for the past ten to fifteen years will eventually let you do something. When you are young, you are a runner. Several miles of warm sun asphalt slide almost easily, and natural endorphins make you feel all right to the world. The pressure of marriage, children, and bills keeps you from feeling this for years.

"Love is to see heaven" - Karen Thunder. Love is one of the most difficult concepts to understand and accept. When people open the concept of love, they allow themselves to open their hearts and thoughts as they make themselves vulnerable themselves. Why does the organization allow such "change" to occur, and is this vulnerability established? Because I need love. It is difficult to define love, but still there is the ideal that is necessary, that is, happiness. When?

Did you see heaven in the forest? The tree shows to me what it is like, or is it keeping me from the sun? If the trees are not here, or I am not in the forest, I will burn with the sun's rays. Trees soften the light here. They made me not let me see the brightness of noon in my eyes

A newcomer like human beings, photographers and technology lives in a blink of an eye when the sun is shining, a small look of heaven, everyone smiles. We hope these moments will last forever, but this is not the fact - they are fast and short lived, and they are becoming increasingly faster over time. But this is their special reason. Therefore, we will preserve these moments, cherish them as much as possible, live to keep them and remember them. These moments are like those of our trophies living behind the lens - see what I shot and saved. This is our life. A little. Grab them, take short memories with small and large snapshots, dress up them beautifully, show them, sell them occasionally (photographers also eat them). I like to think of my camera as a dream, but for the time being.

But it is not a perfect world. This is broken. This is why the next post is very important. It reminds me of what is separated from me, so we can see heaven. Some are important moments like what I wrote, others are very small and seem to be trivial. On this day, this sad, dark day, after a few weeks, often feel like infinite violence, I decided to look for happiness. Remembering the most pleasant day in my life is a thanking movement, reminding me to count my blessings. And we will do our best to become a reason for the joy of others today.