This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital .
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
The day I feel like I have learned "enough" will be a sad day indeed.
With a world so progressive and so full of things to explore and discover... how could anyone ever stop learning? Why would anyone want to?
life is not as long as it sounds and we should live every second the best possible
doesn’t matter how many friends I have, but how loyal they are more under some circumstances
giving love doesn’t always bring love back, but someday it can fill someone’s empty heart.
Science, The Secret Of Skill"
Sir Karl Popper was the 20th century's preeminent philosopher of science. Now before you all tune out and start watching cats on YouTube, here's why that matters.
Science produces knowledge with a precision and clarity that nothing else has ever...
I grew up reading books, so I lost out on a lot of social interaction with other children. Interacting with other people is still very difficult for me, but I have grown to enjoy learning from and about other people. I also enjoy trying to help people work through their problems...
people learn best through trial and error and reward an punishment. i think thats why when we're suffering someone out there is trying to teach us something... to get us to stop doing something. or to try and wake us up and really look at our lives.
for the coffee itself as I only have one a day if any, but the atmosphere specially when they are decorated bohemian
I like to read when I m there and sometimes I bring my Sharpie markers and drawing pads and do some art ( sharpie is my last art phase I m enjoying)
I like to...