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So it's been awhile since I've decided to use this medium to express myself. I honestly don't know why it's taken me so long to write anything, maybe inspiration has been harder to find than drug dealers, but that is the Michigan experience right there. Life has it's ups and downs, how we deal with them is what makes us who we are. We can pretend to find love in desperate places, latching on to anything that gives us self-worth without actually finding it within ourselves. I feel I have spent a long time trying to find that identity within me that makes my thoughts idiosyncratic from others around me. The trouble is, I feel I empathize way too much. Maybe it's not natural to feel other's pain the way that I do, but without the overbearing attitude of self-assuredness i can pretty much say without hesititaion that I can feel the pain of all. Because simply put you're pain is nothing more than my pain. We may experience our pain seperately, through different experiences, but you're greatest pain feels like my greatest pain to me. There is no difference between the two because they both scarred us behind recognition, the only difference is I don't quantify my pains. Because they cant be, for us to recognize we are all the same we must realize that quantification of natural feelings leads to unnatural control schemes based upon clarifying whose pain is worse based on feelings expressed after the initial outbreak of our pain began. We can relate to pain easier, and label it quicker after time has given us a chance to catch are breath...but in our darkest moments we still remember the knife as it goes in our backs. So i say to you, why base life off of what others do. Is life not sacred, shall it not go on with or without you? Shouldn't we treat our life as something that can be taken away without a seconds glance, and given without a second's hesitation? For if we didn't know life was finite, would we ever really appreciate it at all? Who knows maybe i think too much upon pain and the thoughts of life without actually appreciating it all, but if i didnt have these thoughts, would I have ever lived at all? Life is so precious because its undefinable, has a trillion options, some good some bad, and it continues on ceaselessly whether you find the time to enjoy it or not.

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