I've always told others that we define our purpose.
But that's just me preaching and telling them what I think is safe to say.
But what do I honestly think?
Well, I think a good bit of our purpose is predestined inside our DNA and into the world in which we're born. I hate to say it, but reality is not all
roses and butterflies. It's a tough thing to deal with.
Sometimes the weight of this comes down on me hard. Sometimes it doesn't.
All I know is is all of us creatures on earth are going through something similar. We all have stories to tell if there's something to listen. All our
stories end in love, tragedy, death, etc.
edit on 8-11-2012 by jonnywhite because: (no reason given)