There is a certain amount of internal pain one must get used to and accept just as a consequence of being here amongst the Oxygen consuming matter in a human form. A semi sweet sadness for not having all the answers when we need it, not having enough patience to wait until the fruit is ripe, not being couragous enough to change the things we know need changing in our own personal life or the serenity to accept circumstances we cannot change (like the war in Iraq, or the death of my brother in law last week). Through it all, the only sanity preserving force is the same force which created all matter and believing in the awesomly inteligent mind behind it. If I did not feel this sadness, I would doubt my own existance altogether.

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