Hey Y'all,

Just re read my journal, and decided to post it here. I was writing it at a time when I was in a serious mood, read it n tell me what'cgha think, including what'cha think bout my writing career :P

Living, as far as I can tell, is harder than dying. When you're dead, there is nothing to trouble you, or cause you pain. Life however, offers much in the ways of emotions, sensation, and struggle. I have seen many different vagrancies of human nature, but the most deadly of all are those who smile at you, while glaring underneath. Its been a long day, me and my beu hiked up the mountains after work, and we stood there, breathing in that fresh air, and, I think, speechless, at the lush, almost magical sight of the Green, the enchanting woodland. We made love there :). I am blessed to have so much joy in my life, especially since the times were hard before. I have earned much wisdom from my experience, and no small amount of instinct. The wisdom had a price that maybe I would have preferred not to pay, but that is life, je' t'adore, je' te accord with balance. I have saved a persons life three times, and I have faced evil. Evil, I'm afraid, wears a lovely mask. Sometimes of beauty, soemtimes of virtue, or ritchosness<(sorry, can't spell that word), but the mask it chooses almost never reveals the true self. Evil is real, I have learned that. I have also learned that to conquer it, you need more than just courage and love. You need certainty. Certainty that your life is not a glass house that evil can easily throw stones at. Certainty that you are strong enough to survive. I am wandering from the subject, but I felt like writing the knwoledge my experiences have given me. One last thing :Anyone, and I mean anyone, has the capacity to kill. There is no exception, it is a throw back, in some ways, to our caveman ancesters, and if we are ever confronted in a clear cut case of them, or me, we will always choose me, and in the back of our heads, we will remember the hungry dark, where shiny eyes reflected in our fires would cause us fear. You can kill in self-defence without fear of hell, or whatever bad place your religion dictates. But killing without reasons, without cause, and without care is evil. Give it to you in 2 words :Serial killer. Besides doing that tho, it is, and always will be, survival of the fittest. And this is why I always laugh so hard, at the veneer of civilization some people cater to. It is maya, illusion, and that is certainty. Take care, and enjoy life to the fullest, drink, make love (Suitabley protected of course :P) party, find a career you love, love those whome you marry, and/or your kids with all your heart, and hold them tight when the hard times comes, as they surely will. And remember, that life is harder than death, but is almost always worth the effort.

Hope you liked :)^_^

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