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Drider_it · 10-23-2008, 07:50 PM

Along these lines I find another aspect of my ID... im brutally honest. I'm either loved or hated for it. Yet there is no middle ground for me. My sig says it all heh. Though I've come to commit myself to this: You cant argue the truth. My wife taught me this. You can accept or deny it but its still the truth.

And I've come to regret it in my life at times. See a child will share this same point with me.. "Sarah do you like your sweater?" "No mommy it itches, I wanted a toy." A child is honest to the point they forget or don't know how to be tactful.
I don't lie. I catch myself but I try not to. I'm no coward.

Yet, in the fullness of it all....

I start to sweat, I feel pressure all around me. The air is stale, as an old house.. closed for years. Yet finally opened by the right person with the right key. My wife has this key and the solution to my problem in this.

It has been a long road coming, but I'm finally learning to listen to her and follow her lead for a social outlet.

On that note, Cyn and the rest.. I apologize for ignore the majority of this community for so long. I've let an addiction of a game (WoW) hold sway in my life to the point I lost interest in this home I've made here. My god, this forum has just exploded outward, with so many new people. (Though most of you won't see it the way I do)

I'm just glad I'm finally home.

10-23-2008, 07:50 PM	#11 (permalink)
Drider_it Junkie Location: Louisiana	Along these lines I find another aspect of my ID... im brutally honest. I'm either loved or hated for it. Yet there is no middle ground for me. My sig says it all heh. Though I've come to commit myself to this: You cant argue the truth. My wife taught me this. You can accept or deny it but its still the truth. And I've come to regret it in my life at times. See a child will share this same point with me.. "Sarah do you like your sweater?" "No mommy it itches, I wanted a toy." A child is honest to the point they forget or don't know how to be tactful. I don't lie. I catch myself but I try not to. I'm no coward. Yet, in the fullness of it all.... I start to sweat, I feel pressure all around me. The air is stale, as an old house.. closed for years. Yet finally opened by the right person with the right key. My wife has this key and the solution to my problem in this. It has been a long road coming, but I'm finally learning to listen to her and follow her lead for a social outlet. On that note, Cyn and the rest.. I apologize for ignore the majority of this community for so long. I've let an addiction of a game (WoW) hold sway in my life to the point I lost interest in this home I've made here. My god, this forum has just exploded outward, with so many new people. (Though most of you won't see it the way I do) I'm just glad I'm finally home. __________________ It means only one thing, and everything: Cut. Once committed to fight, Cut. Everything else is secondary. Cut. That is your duty, your purpose, your hunger. There is no rule more important, no commitment that overrides that one. Cut. The lines are a portrayal of the dance. Cut from the void, not from bewilderment. Cut the enemy as quickly and directly as possible. Cut with certainty. Cut decisively, resoultely. Cut into his strength. Flow through the gaps in his guard. Cut him. Cut him down utterly. Don't allow him a breath. Crush him. Cut him without mercy to the depth of his spirit. It is the balance to life: death. It is the dance with death. It is the law a war wizard lives by, or he dies.