Saturday, November 12, 2011

FORTY-THREE YEARS ALMOST PAST ME WITH A FEW DECADES LEFT TO TRAVEL DOWN THE ROAD





































































































































































































































































































































































































































I would like to think that I'm getting younger, but the opposite is happening. I'm getting older. The older I get, the more I need to avoid making life ruining mistakes. I'm quickly running out of time that I could spend correcting and correcting again my blunders. I'm getting to the stage of my life where acting like the villiage idiot is no longer a viable option. I need to make a plan of action that will make the world a better place to live in. The planet Earth doesn't revolve around me, but I'm just a small part of a bigger picture. We're not born with hate in our hearts and malice in our intent. We're educated to think that way. We can be educated to think a better way. We have it in our capacity to contribute to scociety instead of tearing it down. We can't keep waiting for some abstract guy in the sky to wait until the world is dying before he stops being lazy and chooses to rescue us from ourselves. We need to take action and rescue ourselves. We're better than waiting for the world to be half dead before chosing to take action. We don't need to wait for some abstract guy in the sky to wait until the world is half dead before creating a brand new Earth so we could ruin that too. We still have a chance to create utopia now. Let's not blow our chance at happiness when we're so close to it. While we ponder such questions about the fate of humanity, we shall listen to some music performed by country music performer Faith Hill. To be more exact, here are some photos of Faith Hill.

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