it is an endless cycle of debate. you talk and talk and still you come to no conclusions. when the current pulls you, you fight it until your limbs are numb. this is when your fear gets the best of you. you panic. when the wave hits you like a brick wall, you struggle to find and upward direction, but all you taste is sand at the ocean floor. make friends with the aquatic beasts, for as long as you fight the current you will find you watery grave. let go. fear not. you will find and arm will reach in and pull you out. its not my arm. just trust in the unforeseen. trust in the unexpected. Do not let your own words/thoughts destroy who you are designed to be.
stephen albert keech
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