My pen and my tongue are like a gun or a sword. I can heal or I can kill. They are very powerful weapons. I tend to use them to uplift the mind and the spirit. But some people use them to create havoc.
“Can’t” always kills “able.”
My mind is sometimes confusing, because I’m always thinking about something. Some of those things are good and some are not. My mind can be hard to control, sometimes. But I strive to use it to help others. I hope you will, too.