that we could live in a world where religion didn’t exist. Where churches were a gathering place for people to talk and love eachother’s company. Where people loved God for who God is, not because they’re afraid of going to hell or facing themselves; not because they want Heaven or salvation. Where everyone realized they’re going to Heaven because God loves them and that the only thing we have to be afraid of is losing eachother to evil. I wish we could stop hating eachother because we love someone of the same sex, or we have a different color of skin, or speak a foreign tongue, or because we call God by another name. I wish we could just love eachother. But I don’t think there are enough shooting stars, pennies or eyelashes to make that come true.












