A Thin Line

There is such a thin line between love and hate, between sanity and insanity, between ecstasy and depression, between happiness and sadness, between brilliance and idiocy, between life and death between normal and abnormal.

 What is the difference between myself and a person in a mental hospital?  Its all a matter of perspective.  Maybe they are sane and I'm the one that's insane.  Am I close to crossing that line of sanity?

                                                               Searching for sanity?

Speaking of ecstasy and depression.  I find it best to stay grounded.  Not to get too up with the highs and not to get too down with the lows.

Life and death is a very fine line.  Life is so precious.  It can be taken away in a blink of an eye and you will never see it coming.  Live to the fullest because it can be gone in the next second.

Love and hate is an interesting proposition.  I don't hate anyone so that kind of ends this one.  Hate is useless.  It can eat one alive.  Why waste your time hating something or someone?  Find things or people you love.  Your life will be that much more fulfilling.

                                                              A Thin Line