Comments by Kittykat

  • "I have had friends from the rich side of life with so many posessions and still they are so uninspired and depressed in spite of all thier money, cars, houses, jewels, furs, pools, then I found a friend in a street person. She taught me to be thankful for the simple things in life, a warm cup of coffee means so much on a cold night, a little change can go a long way, I volunteered at the church and soup kitchen and found kindred spirits in so many there, true people, lovely people, simple people. Now I see why it is gonna be so hard for the rich to get entance into heaven and the poor will walk right in. These are Gods people, the meek and down trodden. Take time to talk to one of the ones you pass and maybe you will see like I did, The beauty in the vagrants. Blessed Be."
    Posted by Kittykat on "the best way to kill a vagrant" by Taunting The Reaper
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