thought processes that attempt to unravel the puzzle of existence, the mystery of life? Are you a pilgrim soul traversing the mountains and valley of breath, the rivers and deserts of existence, striving to know the essence of the obvious duality of experiences in this realm of mortality? Well, the book, Dewdrops On Meadow, is an intercourse between philosophy and spirituality, the mating of frustrations and motivation. In it, the writer attempts to present the reality of life by asking salient questions pertaining the everyday struggles of daily breath, the disappointments littering the landscape of dreams, and the weaknesses which forms the very substance of humanity. Still, he does not stop there, because he believes that though destiny might be one long war for sanity, the victory is lost or won in the field of hope, resolution, and controlled insanity. He believes that the way of existence has both the paths to life and that to death, and we only have the power to choose where our feet must tread. For Destiny belongs in us; it belongs to us.
