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I am excited to write today... and  yet conflicted... simple minded as it may seem... I have started to live a new life... this story is taking a different turn... as in this now... I have started this thing with these finger nails... they have begun to teach me a different patience... this key pad life we have found our selves... whether the auto word device or the swipe your finger around your device... well... I can I guess do either... my preference is to pain startlingly and feverishly type letter by letter... the words I think out loud... yet... another part of me is feeling a leading... and it is one that has a basic root in what looks in many ways to be cult inspired... or cult inspired... I have and remember a life in faith colored by a different lenses... I have for many reasons lived my life in part as person who lived by a set of standards and rules that I always believed were righteous... and in a world where religion is feared... it is because of this kind of faith......

There is a harsh reality in life that causes our brain to talk us through so many scenarios of life... that we are too small... insignificant... not enough... not even just a little... we dream of who we think we are... of who we wish to be... who we see through the eyes of those who we strive to be... all that we strive for... and when life lays the scene before us... for us to see through your eyes as well as with 20/20 vision... the scene may not resemble the sight we may have planned... and as the truth is unveiled through the visions of those who view it... we see all of so may of the cruel realities of sight only yet unseen... this is when we begin to realize that reality plays out from only the eyes of those who have seen... of those who may have seen... or those that saw at different moments as the lessons presented themselves... the moments of truth... that brings us to an end... when the truth of the story can be told no more... when life in all its harsh reality becomes real...