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Dec 2012
Life is a beautiful thing.

Even when faced with the most horrid of circumstances, I have seen the most beautiful things produced.  Like a flower in the desert, this world has a way of beautifully coating the most rigid surfaces of itself.  My friend, I have seen terrible things in my short life time.

Life is the vine that forced its way through the broken sidewalk and climbed up a crumbling building.  Life is the smile of that child surrounded by the worst living conditions.  Life is happiness in the most unhappy of places.  Life is surviving the worst event and mustering the courage to speak of it to others.  Life is rising above one’s past.  

Life is living not one day at a time, but one lifetime at a time.  Life is hoping for a better world and seeing that dream become a reality.  Life is watching the world crumble around you and still finding that one piece of beauty that takes your breath away.  Life is seeing beyond the surface of an area, and into the lives of those who inhabit it.

Life is being optimistic in the face of the strongest storms.  It amazes me, given all the evil that I despise on this planet, that I can still find beauty in this place.

Beauty is a miracle.  It is a gift from God.  It is an assertion by him that gives humanity that little push that we need to continue on.

Life is beautiful.

Life is watching an evil thing beget something pure unintentionally.  Life cannot be extinguished.  It cannot be ignored.  It cannot be denied.  It is not subtle.  It is not complex.  It is beautifully simple, and it is miraculously obvious.

Life is what you choose to see.  And if you choose to see of all of it, you will see terrible things, but, even in the most terrible of sights, there is still beauty.  It lingers.  It refuses to die.  It is infinite.  It is indescribable at times.  It is all that I have left.  It is all that I ever wanted to have left.  It motivates me to survive, to better my species.  Life is everything, and the shadows that we see on a daily basis are merely the reflection of all that is good behind it.  

Let it be known that I love life.
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Josh
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