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I have these words to keep me going when the days become long and the burden becomes strong; bearing down on me with the weight of time itself.

There is the road with its beginning, and the view is cluttered. What is seen comes to view like a spectacle of lights and sounds that are sometimes frightening. It is magnificent and true and it is all for you. It is the beginning of a neverending series of experiences that will establish a place along that road, and in this world, that is synonymous with your struggle and it will be known that you were here and made the best of it-and succeeded. 98.2 LLc

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Not too long ago a book was found in an abandoned house. It was tucked away inside an old chest found in a hallway that looked better than it should have considering its obvious age. It was elegantly dressed with fine cloth and not a nick on the entire piece. It was magnificly stained in red as if it was mixed with the blood of a man passionately involved in his craft. Inside was an envelop containing various letters and cards that were as elegantly preserved as the vessel itself. One note in particular, scratched on a small scrap of paper struck me as I rummaged through all the wordings like a hungry rat. It was a short note that made me understand more fully what it means to feel strongly about another person. It read something like:

I was laying in bed all night last night with a heavy load upon my eye lids that squeezed tears down my face thinking about you and how much I miss you being next to me. I layed awake all night with a heavy heart keeping me way down at the bottom of a deep dark place filled with memories of what it was like to be alone. Since you came into my life, I have been a better man than I was before. I wish I had more time on this day to tell you more about my love for you but we are leaving early. I am broken inside but knowing you are there makes me feel strong enough to bear the burden and meet the task. Through you I constantly remind myself of the goodness in people. You are the best example a man could have. Missing you, your friend Michael.

I just thought I would share this. Later! LLc 98.2

I wonder how many good and decent men and women have been lost to history due to the color of their skin. I wonder how many men and women stole from these good people and called whatever they took they're own. Ideas and philosophies have been lost and cheated upon by the stigma of racist beliefs. From this fact, we all have lost ground in the grand scheme of our inevitable march. There is a solution however, and it lies in the research process. By digging and digging into the past lives of forgotten people we can better learn the truth about things that occurred which have layed the framework for our lives now. From this information gathering we can allow the past lives of men and women to shine so we can bring them alive again in the minds eye. From there we can allow the past to truthfully infiltrate our lives to make a positive contribution to all those who should do the same in the future. This is learning, this is fair, and this is life.