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What if life is truly lived by the code of the family... to see that code played out in even the smallest of everyday situations... some live for little more than a place in line... a deal made in a back round... a wink over breakfast... a hand shake at the end of a visit... when life is played out in a ritual of the past... where a name was more about your place in line... so much was for your own good... your place in line was where you lived... each day knowing that this is where a line is drawn... you either live by the rules... or you die... who was it who wrote that book of rules... who was it to set into motion this dynamic of life where with only word... of each go to drastic lengths to live in the details of life... only the ones that can frame the internal... a life lived by a standard of reality... by moving past what for generations has only destroyed lives along the way... i am not sure I could live with in those kind of rules... that which daily all decisions are made bases on this code... life is a gift... that which is defined in another's words is also a gift... could it be that what is meant to be a code of life... should be really more of a lifeline to connect the last to the next... we need to see more love in all places... in those from a broken promise... it can not be from path walked by ancient steps that conquered the day... gave life to the future... yet lives in the past...

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