Hmm.. this is a tough one.

I think the most common argument is that it's her body, therefore she should hold the say. This is true, her body is the host, but there are two considerations of an unborn child that are also true, and don't register as often: One.. it is a child composite of the father's genes, too. That makes it not his, or her baby.. but their baby.

Also bare in mind that, there's also a little lifeform.. and it's their body you're choosing to render lifeless.

In reality there is so much more than it being about her.. when you talk about a baby.

Secondly, I am totally against abortion as an "I don't feel like it" solution. Wanting or not wanting a baby is something both people should think about before you get in the bed each time you do. When you do, it's the same as accepting the terms of a contract, where that contract may lead you both to some liability.

Now I assume we're talking about babies conceived within a relationship and not the result of some abominable circumstances... so that really is what I believe, in that case. Abortion just shouldn't be something you can choose to do for any reason at all, especially if you chose to have sex and make it.. and because it takes two to make it, and two will be responsible for it, and two have emotional bonds to the engagement, it should be a bilateral choice.

Currently, it isn't such that the male has a choice, though. I will say this, though.. I would never risk having a child until I were remotely ready for it. If one was dropped on me anyway, I'll do whatever I have to, forsaking whatever dream or plan I had before that, to own up and take care of the child I made. Because I would feel like that child is a part of me, which it would be, if I would not condone or suggest it be aborted.

I will also say that if I ever found out that my child were aborted, particularly without me being at least consulted.. that would be a deal breaker, of epic proportions, for the relationship .

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One can never tell what the next thing that will change their lives will be. It usually doesn't happen according to plan or choice but.. my concerted effort will be pursuant to some type of constructive path toward life.

For those who've just joined, my life has been in a state of war for some desired changes. Overall, this has lasted about 3 years, but only the last two or so have been spent in concerted offense. Lately, things have continuously gone back and forth.. forcing me to make an examination and redetermining of things, not unlike I did in deciding to go to war, following the fall-winter of 2006, when someone I loved immeasurably left me alone.

What I seek now isn't as much of a outline for total victory, as I have sought.. and it doesn't so much revolve around any person.. just me deciding to take the long haul approach at getting where I want to be. This is still defined as "very far from here and now". That much will not change. But I realize I have to go back through the doors of university (which I don't mind but have been trying to create better conditions for). I never quite forgot that, but in my haste to escape the ..life and the demons I've collected here, I did lose touch with the fact that it would be in my best interests.

My ultimate goal is still to go very far away. Somewhere far from here or now.. as here and now is.. too much of a battlefield to make home within.. and here contains too many elements that cause me harm. Somewhere east, as has been the general direction I've been pulled by some inexplicable.. instinct.. for most of my self-aware life. There's just a few loops to circle, and a few preparations to make here before I have the tools and the kinetic force to make it and survive where I plan to make landfall. I plan to take a degree and the end products of everything I've invested with me. That just seems smarter.

This is what I am now endeavoring to do. I am this close to.. well perhaps not a victory, but a .."palatable conclusion" to the war I've started, and the next step is to begin using my energy to make those circles. In a few years time, anywhere from the next 2 to 4, I will be armed and accredited properly to go forth. And then I will.

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There's only one kind of cosmetic surgery I would remotely condone for minors.. and that's where it's reconstructive or otherwise meant to cover up a major deformity or injury that would otherwise have negative consequence on their quality of life. In that case, the surgery is more for functional purpose, more than looking good.

I had some work on myself done when I was younger; I got a half of a rib removed and made into a nasal bridge.. because I was born without one .. It did flesh my nose out considerably more.. and it did make my face my defined, as a result, but that procedure was so that I could actually breathe, without as much trouble as I had before then . Not really your typical nose job.

Other than it being something like that., what does a child, with their already youthful skin and overall health, need with cosmetic surgery? Why does a child need to be changed from their natural appearance, for the sake of looking better? What exactly makes a child look "better"?.What is it teaching the child, when you let them nip and tuck as they might see fit,..most likely to model themselves after another beauty they know?

What are you telling them, about what matters in this life and how to feel good about themselves.. when you make it so they don't have to accept or develop any comfort with who they are, outside? What room are you leaving for them to grow, inside..? Are you, in fact, mutating them, inside?

I think the same consideration needs to be made about adults who undergo cosmetic surgery.. because the bottom line is that.. altering yourself does not change what you really look like.. it only changes you inside..not usually in good ways, or cultivates a lack of character strength therein. Most augments and procedures are also dangerous. Surgery itself is dangerous.. the risks of going into operation are so numerous and non-minute.. that you should only go when it's necessary for your health or survival. To put yourself at risk simply to look different or "better" is ..pretty irresponsible.

That being said.. personal freedoms do have to remain intact, for adults... yea, yea..so you can't just outlaw cosmetic surgery on account of it not being good for them.. but to condone it being done to a minor, who's probably only just begun to discover themselves.. and does not have the slightest inclinct of the implications of cosmetic surgery.. procedural or long term.. like they don't really have a clue about the implications of other big worldly things, sex for example,... is just ludicrous.

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Nooooooo. Absolutely not.

If you are a normal human being, you don't really stop being attracted, even a little, to other people. Not without some kind of further mental conditioning, anyway.

Attraction is toottaly harmless and a perfectly natural animal reaction.. it's not being able to inhibit or control ones actions that causes problems and makes for infidelity.

A disciplined soul can see a sexy woman somewhere in the scenery and keep his attention and focus on the one he's with. A devout soul, like I once achieved a state of being, only sees the woman he's with among the same roomful as attractive and "for him". He still is likely to recognize the others as pretty or attractive or..whatever they are.

To make this about me a minute, all the way until I got to that devout stage (which.. I have to say is a .. straight and true yet weirdly fanatic state of being, only achievable by people who really can feel strongly about others), I found ..a number of other girls attractive, pretty, cute, and everything in between. But I didn't once dream of, much less would I have contemplated cheating on Kiki. Not a little, or a lot. It never would get past that "oh, she's niiice" stage. Look. Keep walking/ doing whatever I'm doing.

After becoming devout.. it's like the whole rest of the world are your sisters, though.. and it get's easier not to really look, even. It's like being "in the zone" ; Only other player on the field that you can see is your partner, all the other members of their sex are in the stands somewhere.  That does not happen for everyone, I wouldn't expect it of anyone and personally I wouldn't recommend it to people.. because, nice as it is to be that in strong and unconditional love with one person, it's a hard thing to break out of, in the event you have to. . While you are, that other person is safer than they ever know, though.

For those who can't achieve that, there's nothing wrong with being attracted. There's very little conscious decision involved with that part, as it is an instinct. Unless you have a mind capable of emotional extremity and control, which most humans don't, you just can't help that. Being attracted is like.. stage..0.01 of cheating, if it's cheating at all..and if so.. a vast vast majority of people are guilty of it.

It's stages 1 (contemplation of infidel act) through 100 (repeat offense of infidelity) that are alarm worthy cheating that's wrong and should be avoided. These are where the instincts are given freedom to translate to actions, without having been stopped by conscious thought or moral checking or any of the things that kick in and tell us we're about to do wrong, when we are. The actions are what make cheating cheating. The contemplations that lead to actions are infidel contemplations.. and I'd venture to say those are bad and in need of adjustment and checking too, but only the acts of cheating are cheating.

That includes a lot of actions that people don't consider cheating . That might've been the better question; it might've been better to ask about what [actions] we consider to be cheating. There's  people doing a lot of things in the dark who could use reality checks about that much.

My own personaly policy, though.. to preserve my relationships as far as they can be, on my part.. is to make concerted effort to avoid things that might, in fact, lead to trouble. I can say what I won't due.. but it takes action to keep from it just like it takes action to decide to . It so happens that, for me, it takes less energy to do the right thing like it takes fewer muscles to smile than frown .

I guess that would be the reason I strive for states of devotion.. because.. not only am I at home enough that I don't feel I need to venture, but,.. to me, slight cracks  in one's discipline sometimes do cause big ones... big cracks leads to contemplations.. contemplations leads to rationalization.. rationalization leads to justification..justification leads to indiscretion.. indiscretion leads to..::whispers raspily::.. the dark siiide.. ^o_O^ mmMMMmm.

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If I had to get one...it'd be something small and local.. mayb'e on my upper arm... and it'd be of this:

   

For those who've never seen a black sunburst, this is one . I would've thought someone created one long before me, but I've never seen it before the day I did. It has been my personal rebel flag and has thusly become a symbol of who I have been for... a long time. I've named it the "Flag of the Rising Son", since it's said to look pretty close to the Japanese Imperial flag. It's black on purpose and with different justification, though.. and it carries a similar, yet entirely different and more personal meaning for me. You could say it's become my personal battle flag, and my own emblem of conquest and success, where applicable .

I would chose this because it's an image with personal significance and it doesn't say the type of messages a lot of tatoos do and are chosen for, out of mostly temporary motivation and impluses. It is not one of someone's name, nor one from any group, association or organization that would say that I was once "this" or that, some part of a glorified past. It does not say that I've been in or fought in someone's army. It does not associate me with a  political faction, nor some cause to which I've identified just enough to take part but not completely enough to understand.

It does not identify me from the outside in, but from the inside out. It is an icon of the personal history I can remember and also of the future I can see myself playing out. It's a still illustration of my personal story.

Most importantly, I feel that it will identify me in exactly the way that it has until the day I die. Even if I do change, or..outgrow the spirit I now live with.. it will be a regretless reminder of where I came from.. and how I got to where I ended up.

 That makes this the one something I would put on my body, if I absolutely had to put something on it.

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I don't really know what to feel, lately. I've been trying to switch my wavelength to one of positivity.. and that seemed to manipulate the things around me, for a while. I haven't figured out the mechanism behind the correlation but sometimes the way you think and what happens around you seems to have one. It's just one without apparent explanation.

So, I've been trying that and.. trying to keep it up. It's begun to lose momentum but it's still there. As you know, my war hasn't gone well. In fact it's nearly at it's end.. to a cold stop. One side won. They have called a victory. Mine did not. Therefore it's a victory I can't seem to see. An outright betrayal made this the case. I can't begin to express my anger about that, so I won't bother. I'm trying my hand at letting things go, like I was once able to with ease. I need more time, on this one, though.

I'm not upset, though.. because I've struck oil in my own efforts, and I've also got cards to play, still. I'm not finished yet, though. Just finished, here.

So long as I live, I can never be finished.. and this is why I have made plans to retreat.. across states, to the next front, among more dedicated allies.I wouldn't consider it if I had the choice.. but I do not.. and besides, it won't be any worse than anything else I've been through.

In fact, it wont be so bad, at all. Not at all. If there's one thing positive I can say about it.. it's that this is turning out to be an adventure, again. Someone made a hole for me, and I'm going to escape through it, to another place where I can pickup & finish the fight. Long as there's enough change in scenery and conditions, it'll due.

I was rifling through my archives, and I didn't find what I was looking for.. a copy of the first part of "The Giant & the Wildflower". Apparently I never wrote it down? This is a (bedtime) story I made up and told Kirsten, ages ago and found use for, recently.

Anyway, as I was rifling through entries, I realized how long I've been at war. For me, it's still not finished.. but at this point I feel ..an indescribable something at the realization. I can't successfully describe it, but it was worth mentioning, anyway .

Persuant to this positivity effort, I've begun trying to locate and reconnect with old friends.. I had one success, last week. It took me about a year to find him out. A best friend from elementary school years. I've also shaved my entire beard off, just to see how it looks. I have a mustache still, and I won't remove that. It changes my look, entirely, especially without the beard. I like it :].

Something else has been on mind, though. Juuust a little. I'm trying not to think too much about it, but it's on my mind's front page. We just got done fighting... and now she wants to come visit.. maybe go for a drive?

I'm not complaining at all. Most of me wants to see her face again, and has forgiven her for.. everything before... but it just sort of came out of nowhere. It doesn't really surprise me that she'd want to go driving.. to where she didn't exactly say.. because she used to always do that... just.. go places. I never thought she'd want to be anywhere near me again, let alone share one of her "trips", though. Why not take her boyfriend (I know there's one...  )?

Ever since I went to see her, it doesn't feel like we're a forbidding distance apart, physically. But, still, this is a long way to come in order visit the same warmongering ugly ogre that she'd expressed so much disgust for and lack of commonality with, on several occasions.. (going by the words that she's said, here and there, over the last year) so I just wonder what brought this on. I don't plan to do too much more thinking on it and I'm not complaining at all, but still. It just struck me as odd and random. I wonder what might happen or what I'll walk away feeling like, when she goes off and away again.

I already accepted the invite. I later thought about the fact that if I didn't, it'd have told her the wrong thing about the way I feel toward her.. especially because I'm fairly docile toward her, usually. I'll tell you why I accepted it so quickly, though: ...because it sounded very nice. It still does. I'm looking forward to it, to be honest. Something I get from doing that seems to... superimposes what I feel about my present defeat. We haven't (or rather, she hasn't) planned any definite time or day or where to's.. but she seems deadly serious and excited about doing it.. (I thought she'd forget, after that day,.. but on at least one occasion, she's quick to mention it.. and I detect the enthusiasm very easily) so it must be something important to her. I won't take that away or ruin the moment, I don't think :].

I've done lot's of thinking.. wondering if she's got things she wants to say or what. That seems like it'd be worth this kind of effort. If she does, I'll just listen. I don't have much to say, that I can think of, right now. I might, when the time comes, though. It will cause me absolutely no harm, I think, to spend some time reacquainting.. maybe go somewhere nice. We'll see what happens.

The next phase of life seems to want me to walk into the wind without asking more questions or spending so much time contemplating the falls.. so that's what I'm trying to do.

OMFG Now you guys are talkin ancient memories :].

No the first one had to beee... this girl who you could say I sorta grew up with.. since I was 5 and she was 6-ish xD.
I always called her Crissy.. it took me until 6th grade to find out her full name though, because I heard it in some role call at school. Charysma Webb :]. Quit the variation, indeed.

Anyway.. this girl was good to talk to and hangout with. She was the only one, after a while, who I'd get let out to spend time with. My family had issues with tryina control who my friends were.. and actually they ended up being right about most of em.. but they really likes Crissy.. because she wasn't too ghetto acting or fast, like ..95+% of the other girls in the neighborhood. Nope, she was nice and sweet, and seemed to like bein around me, often as she could. She would call pretty often, when she couldn't come around.

I made my moves, of course but she always seemed to have either a boyfriend or a waiting list thereof :] But it didn't matter, after a while, cuz we were practically bosom buddies for.. almost 7 years. We hung out from just before I started school until just after Elementary school. She went to Junior High a year earlier, and then I heard that she tested out of 2 grades! I went to a different school, anyway, after I'd got accepted into the Detroit Academy of Science & Tech. My principal from MacDowell had gotten me in, there.. and it was on the other side of town from where I lived. I think she moved after my 8th grade, cuz I went around to her house, one day, to see her, that year, a little before I got shipped over to live with my dad, and her mother said she didn't live there anymore.

I didn't see her for years, until about 2001-2002 I don't remember which year, but thawas when I was out working for my first stent as a political campaign employee. It was in the same area we both lived in. So maybe she moved back? I dunno. She was freckly, but hadn't changed much at all besides that.. towing some boy around, once again . She said a hi and bye.. played with her hair off her face for a second.. as though she looked like she wished she'd had more time to stay there and chat a bit. At the time, I wished she had, too.. but she left in a hurry, and  I was in the middle of working that corner.. and thawas the last I ever saw of her.

I'm not gonna stretch it and say I was in love or anything... though we did pretend to get married, once xD... but.. she was pretty and nice. I had the pleasure of getting to know her for 6, almost 7 years of my life. She was like a 3rd sister to me.. and one much closer to my age, to whom I could better relate.. and didn't have the foresight to see a time of separation from, at the time. (I knew my sisters would grow up and leave once day. this saddened me, back then. I didn't know she'd be gone one day, like I knew they'd be. Ironically enough, I don't feel the same about my own sisters, now. I can't really stand one.. and the other has her moments on both sides. But, anyway....) She was the first female friend I'd had.. one of the only friends my family wouldn't butt in on and censor out.. and probably the best one of them all, within my childhood.

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Well.. there's people who believe we go to either a Heaven
or Hell, when we die. I don't think so.. but it's not because I don't
believe Heaven or Hell exist.. but because I think that man makes his
Heaven or Hell out of his existence on Earth, according to the
judgements he makes in life previous to getting to either
place  I believe that it's the consequent weight of a man's
choices, actions and decisions which create the respective senses and
mental nuances that turn his existence either into one of peace or one
of suffering.. or one of purgatory.

I talk about
that first to rule Heaven or Hell out as a places we go , when we die.
I simply think man's interpretation of scripture is far too literal,
since neither makes logical sense, in a universe where everything else
does. There's no evidence other than what religious reference books and
preachers say that a dedicated place called Heaven or Hell exists. If
you are deeply religious, the buck stops here fore you. Most of what's
after this will offend you if you believe strongly in religious
doctrine pertaining to death and spiritual existence. What happens
beyond this line, I can't be held responsible for. Even if you don't
offend easily, I forwarn you now that it may be alot to wrap around,
thoughtwise. It's taken me ages to get to this point in my theorizing
and understanding, so good luck. (You're outta here,
begginers  O_O!!).

We have never seen them
when we've gone into space, nor under the Earth's surface.. but it
could be said, if you do not translate them so literally, that since
life is figured to be a journey, in which one traverses, on a path..
you can "go to heaven" or "go to hell" in your physical life on Earth,
and it thusly follows that it's what you do previous to that point
that, on the journey, that puts you on the road to either place/ state
of living.

Therefore, to me there's no need for a
heaven or hell after death.. where there is no evidence that
you can feel anything after dying and therefore can't suffer as you can
in life... so there's no going to either place, after life, if you've
already reached one or the other before dying .

So, now that I've offended every titghly
religious person in the audience (goodbye intermediates O_O!) Follow
me, so far? Keep going...(O_O!!! Let's go,
advanced!!)

The only thing we have remote evidence
of, far as the non-corporial world, are ghosts.. evidence of
post-mortem and previous to life state of conscious. Empirically
speaking, we've had more than enough faint to strong indication of the
presence of those who are dead and those who've never lived. These
ghosts, spirits, and whatever else are simply non-corporial essences.
They are us, without the meat, blood and bones. They are what give our
meat, blood and bones life and personality. In summary.. spirit+ meat=
lifeform, spirit-meat= noncorporial entity that doesn't exist, in its
entirity, on our physical plane.

Now.. let's get to
what I do believe. Let's start with what I know, so far, though.
Everything in this universe.. has a logical relationship with
everything else. Most of these relationships render as cycles. Cycles
of revolution, weather cycles, lunar cycles, cycles of mood, cycles of
life. This is apparent in all known science, and even in all consistent
theory. So.. why should these other planes who exist.. be exceptions to
scientific pattern, granted they are unknown? Why should they be myth
because we haven't yet seen them, completely? Why should these planes
of exist be especial or illogical just because we haven't found a way
to explore it and return with factual data.. and therefore don't yet
understand it? Why cop-out to devine explanation of it, when everything
else makes sense if you make the effort to figure it out? Why not
try?

So there's part of it. I believe that the
essence of us leaves our body and carries on to another plane of
existence. Still not a heaven or hell, I believe that what we go onto
is another half of the cycle.. another life which isn't physical.. but
may contain all the same experiences the physical life does, and things
comparable to physical stimulus to suppliment our still aware essences'
ability to think and feel emotions.. like bodily stimulus does
compliments them in the physical world. It's said by some, whom I do
believe really connect in depth with that plane, that in this other
part.. you learn a lot of truths that you are so denied here.

Supposedly it begins from the moment you die, when
the soul disconnects from your body and passes on, if it's able. If
it's not able, that means the bond's still to strong.. and its kept
that way because your essence hasn't accepted a certain part of your
life being over, yet. Namely unfinished business you might have. But,
upon passing on, this truth is supposed to begin being introduced. You
learn it all, starting from your personal and private truths to the
general truths.. and the answers to the big
questions...

Did you see me kiss that girl under the
table, back in 1st grade? Did I make the right choice when I married
Anne? What would've happened if I didn't? Are any of my uncles here?
What about my brothers? Are we alone in this universe? Can we actually
go faster than light? Can anyone else? Who else is out there? How
many?  Is/was there ever a God? Who/What was he? Was it a he?
Is it still present? When did it die? How did it die? How were we made?
If not God, then who or what did it?

It makes sense
to me that we'd be able to learn.. possibly "everything"
in any state where we are no longer limited by the physical capacity or
processing capability of our physical brain.. but solely by that of our
essence. It further makes sense that this life is where we take these
truths, and truly cleans ourselves.. achieving through all this truth
.. true cleanness and true absolution. It's only at this point that we
acknowledge all sins, praise all merits and absolve ourselves of
guilts, shames, sorrows and so forth. Only then are we ready to be
"born again".

We get everything. We are able to
examine, cleanse, and start anew with this knowledge of.. beyond
biblical proportion..of.. universal.. proportion. We come in dirty and
take our baths in the pool of abundant truth, we get out.. and prepare
to get dirty again.Catch is, when we get sent back to Earth a corporial
life (which would be the next life to a spirit, the next existence in
the cycle).. we are again bound by the capacities of our brains. This
doesn't stop everyone from retaining bits and pieces.. and thus why
some people retain memories of previous lives and so
forth.

We die, weighed down by the dirt of life..
and and this weight is lifted as we take off the heaviest of the
weights, our bodies.. followed by all of conscious weight... and we
take our baths in the pool of abundant truth.. which purifies us upon
exposure to its vast and complex yet complete and simple absoluteness.
We get out.. clean, pure and filled with absolving truth.. and prepare
to be born and get dirty again. We live. We love. We procreate. We
grow. We die. We pass. We bathe in the truth. We cleanse ourselves. We
are born again, we live again. We love again, We procreate again, We
die again. We pass again. So on, so forth.

When we
die, we simply proceed around the other half of the circle of life, in
cyclic fashion. It repeats, it flows cyclically, it never stops,
making it one of the many cycles that comprise this relative and
cyclic, perfectly imperfect universe.

Though not
divine or fairytale oriented, its special in it's own way, when you
think of it in terms of life and death being a full circle, neither
side being the "end". You then notice that "ending" of things does not
exist in our universe.. and doesn't fit into it.

As
unspecial as this further makes all the beliefs about us and Earth,
everything we discover to be true tends to take away the specialness of
divine ordainment and leave in it's place.. a deeper since of how
everything fits together, and more personally, how we fit into it. To
me, this is no different.

There is no logic to us
"ending" and no proof of us retiring to myth.. but there is enough
evidence and plenty of logic to the possibility that we do take part in
one of many of nature's big pictures and thus are a part of something
greater. That's why this is what I believe happens when we die and I
believe that, should we ever approach the inquiry, in the same way I
just did but trying to figure it out logically, then scientifically..
and if we pursue it with scientific scrutiny and development.. this is
what we will find, once able to explore all the
unknowns.

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Hm. I dunno if this question means just one thing or what all I would do.. but, wow, guaranteed success without fail, hm?.. Pretty spicy meatball.

Well, letsee.. I'd go on an investing spree and rely solely on whatever jedi instinct is providing this anti-failure guarantee, to guide the decisions.

I'd then hit the lottery a few times, and out-con a few street cons at their own swindling games, just to teach em a lesson and/by taking em for all their worth.

I'd then... go... do.. some important personal business that I might've been unsure about the outcome of, and may not have tried without years more planning, previous to this guarantee. Let's just say.. there's some things in the back of my mind that I'd go for a rematch for, if I knew I stood a better chance, let alone wouldn't fail at.

I can't really elaborate though, pas-ce ce'st personale.. .

I'd then go into politics, here, there and everywhere I go... eventually leading to my not so hostile takeover of Earth.

You might not like what I do with the place.. or you maybe you might... but it would all be "You'll thank me later" type things. If I knew I wouldn't fail, that would be what I do with it, before my time is up.

This way, I live the life I've always wanted to, get everything I ever truly wanted... and then give back in the only way that would express an appropriate amount of gratitude all the good set upon me, by using my fail-free..ness.. to change this world in all the ways that it needs to be, so the future wouldn't be such a question mark for all the people who have to live in it... but, today, aren't old enough to know about what they'll face.

   

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I dunno what qualities I would pass on. I certainly wouldn't have them look too much like me, lest that be a source of hard time in their lives, like it was for me. I wouldn't have them be too much like me, because my character flaws are painfully obvious and many of them are outright counterproductive/detrmimental.

Well.. maybe they could.. because it would benefit them to inherit the strengths I have. I'm plenty imperfect.. but I'm also a formidable human. I haven't always been, but I am now. It would benefit them to approach life, from the start, the same way I've learned to.

If they begin their lives, at war for their own personal high ground... at a point before they've hit the lowest ground.. they could end up very well off people. If they start their lives.. focused, maybe driven by something that isnt anger, unlike me, motivated toward their goals and willing to spend their energy develop their means toward their own ideas of greatness.. they might make it there before their lives are ever filled with the same things and path divergences mine was.

If they can avoid the things that I have, and get to where I'm going, sooner in their lives, then I want them to take on the strength and intensity as I have now.

Other than that... like me, in name only .  

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