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I am just the next guy in line. I am the man at the streetcorner, the fellow asleep at the back of the greyhound. I am the man at the bank, the guy mowing your lawn because you were sick and I was mowing mine at the same time. I am the kid letting you share my towel at the pool, the guy at the beach handing you the tickets to the concert, the strange guy in the corner of the coffee shop. I am the guy that holds the sign by the side of the road "Because Jesus Loves You." I am the guy changing your flat tire for you, filling your tank with gas, buying you groceries, and helping your kids get school supplies. I am the guy who everyone points at and says "I would never be able to do that". All because Christ has given me strength. I love you guys because Jesus loves me.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Bringing in old writings of mine - Depression

*These have some worthwhile value, but they have been written over a period of several years*
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Depression is not good. Depression leaves you feeling alone, and yet there is a rush to it. I would like to thank the many people that have given me this almost continual rush. I have just one thing to say to you:

Do you feel happy now? If you use me as some sort of self image thing, then shame on you. if you ever WERE one of my friends, and not just pretending then, hey I forgive you, but for the REST OF YOU, if you have anything to say about me, or to me, or involving me, THEN SAY IT TO MY FACE. I am getting sick and tired of all you pathetic people who are so involved with your freedom's and rights that you dont give a rip about anyone else. There ARE other people around you know, and even if you dont know anyone that you'r ideas, you'r jokes, you'r beliefs, you'r self-involving others-screwing personally idealic yet reprehensible and insignificant world is hurting, believe me, they are there.

So get a life you wimps. Act your age instead of the first digit of your SS number, or better yet, all of you get together and form your own country so that the rest of us dont have to look at your scabrous, vitriolic and otherwise not-so-good looking mugs anymore. Now if you will excuse me, my straight-jacket will be arriving at anymoment so to prevent me from doing any harm to certain people at this school. Goodbye, they may let me out after exams are over.

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