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Well this is my first official post & I am actually a little lost on what I am supposed to put on here.  So I figure that I'll tell everyone a little bit more about me

    I am happy with no shoes on and just walking barefoot everywhere.  I have realized that the saddest words are those...it might have been.  Sometimes I feel alone in a packed room.  My path in life swerves at times and I must stick close to the trail even when my fellow travelers veer off.  I am told to be unique, to be myself.  But then I am told what to wear, how to act and what I should look like in order to be "acceptable."  I love to write and take pictures.  Rumors hurt.  I don't know how to paint but, I try anyways.  I am slowly learning how to love my neighbor even when they don't really seem to love me back and I have finally realized that when I make the right decision that doesn't insure that it will turn out in my own definition of right.  If I could I would beg everyone to never try to understand me or to judge me too quickly.  I have a heart for those that have taken the right path and somehow gotten lost on the path.  I can recite the poems "Birches" and "Boxes" by heart.  I get frustrated when I realize that I am worrying when the Creator of the entire univerese is in control of it all and I have nothing to fear.  I have made the resolution that my religion does not define who I am or what I will be, it is not an assumption, it is a passion, my Jesus is my love affair.  I have been taught that today of all days is unique!  It has never been in the past and never will be and never will be again.  At midnight, it will end, swiftly, inaudibly, entirely.  Eternally.  But the hours between then and now are fully of endlessopportunities to make amends with the past and prepare myself for the future.  Darkness of all things has been described in a different light.  I know that darkness cannot drive away the darkness, only light is given the pleasure to do so.  Hate will never force hate away, only love will conquer that.