Once upon a time in a far off Village lived a Tribe of people called the "WITH-ERS". next were the Tribes named *Nearest, *Nearer, *Near, *Searchers and the *Lost.. The WITH-ERS LIVED in the very Center of the Tribal Areas. Each Tribe had it's boundaries marked by Barbed wire, Concrete blocks, Electric fences, Guard dogs, Warning signs, Armed Patrols, Flashing Lights and Laser beams... The *WITH-ERS Tribe Boundaries were marked by Every tree that GOD has ever made. Each Tree was always in full bloom and showing the brightest of Green.. Sweet, Soft Music came always from the Center of the WITHERS community, YET NO BAND could be seen.. The LIGHT from the EYES of each of the WITH-ERS tribe members seemed to glisten to ANY OBSERVER. When standing next to a WITH-ERS one could feel the Energy, love, fellowship and helpfulness that always seemed to be present. The WITH-ERS were envied, hated, despised, loved, adored, threatened, praised, and Talked about by ALL the Surrounding Tribes and they especially liked to call them "PECULIAR".. THE WITHERS* GLADLY ACCEPT any who "WOULD-CHOOSE" to join them...BY THE WAY,,,Which Tribe should we decide to JOIN,,,,THE CHOICE " IS OURS ".......