Why is it we choose to define ourselves in the value of another,I have been wondering about this lately and I really don't have an answer although I wish I did.Are we so desperate for definition that we forgo so much in order for even one fleeting grasp of so-called "Love"? I truly believe to even begin to understand "Love" we mush first succeed in finding it in ourself,then,and only then can we find our love and purpose of being.
That is all for me,so I'm out like Elton John,
For reals,KeithMichael
That is all for me,so I'm out like Elton John,
For reals,KeithMichael