Mat said:1. Nothing... absolutely nothing except thought and reasoning.
Wow, that is perfect...Von Luck said:Lieing on the grass in my parent's garden on a perfect summer's day in 1977, eyes closed, a gentle breeze playing over me, warm sun filtering through the leaves of the trees creating dappled patterns on the inside of my eyelids, faint hum of traffic in the far distance and the occasional sound of children playing at the nearby school when the wind blows in the right direction.
Perfection.
Lysander said:What does Heaven look like for you?