Yes, thank you mom, for feeding me and sheltering me and showing me what it takes to survive. Yet it is not my choice to also rely on the explosions of men. Though I refuse to follow in corrupted footsteps my entire life, so long as I love, the fact remains that everything will be alright so long as we don't give up on ourselves.
You won't find me running back for help or to help any longer because of your life choices and this is by my choice. I will keep running or maybe even slow down to a jog, or even a walk, depending on what the situation calls for yet I refuse to further expose myself to the renewal of patriotic destruction. The path I am on I will travel, for me, and not for Jesus or any other that has come before me because the are already where they need to be.
Yet if I meet them along the road I will not try to bump them off. I will greet them, possibly even walk with those for a while and continue, if they are going to hinder me I will allow them no longer than eight years of my journey before continuing without them. When I read my bible, it shows me on all accounts, and only taking from the books of 2 Samuel, 2 Kings, and the books of John, I choose to be the jackass, because even if I have to carry the weight of Jesus, I do not need to live and die by the sword. This does mean, however, I have to live and die by the word, every word, not only my words but yours also.
Remember mom, if I don't do my job correctly, it is no different for you or I, we are both going to the glue factory when our mission is complete because we will be a binding for further generations. You never told me this but I am telling you this because I do not agree with what you've told me. I am not saying there wasn't substance in what you've told to me but I am pointing out the issue of substance abuse I have had to deal with. Still, I love you and I am fully appreciative of the time we had together.
