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who I am (seriously) I think I know who I am (seriously)... I still wish I had true friends who would help me confirm who I am... cuz if I only exist in my mind (or yours), I could be fooling myself... there have been times in this life when I was convinced that love and trust were real and that my dreams of sharing unconditional love and trust could come true... and there have been times in this life when I was convinced that Richard Bach had the right idea, that everything is an illusion... belief is everything... either way, to make the illusion real, to make anything real in this life, it must be shared... I have not shared the depths inside and everything in the physical world since the last profound betrayal of my senses blew my dreams apart... I wonder now, how I could have been so fooled and further, I wonder what is really real... I want real... ������this is real to me: I mean no harm... above all else in this life or any existence, I want wherever I am, everything I touch to be a little better, even if just a little, for my having been or passed through it... I believe I can still be in touch with and strive to actualize the purity of innocence we all feel and know at birth... it is harmlessness of intent... I believe the harmlessness can be passive or active... passive, it is just a nice warm fuzzy feeling... active, it is love... and that is what I want to share... I want to be understood and believed... if who we are is defined by what we want, then I have just told you who I am... who are you?
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |