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Everything changed when I know longer gave two fucks for your approval. I was shown that it is on me to meet my own needs; to wake up each morning in approval of myself. If my aim is to go outside the door following the shadow of the of the rainbow to find the elusive gold of approval I will always come up short. To come up short, means to be in a forever chase for something outside myself. Now lets say I do receive your approval, it will never be enough because I am still driving by the insatiable wanting machine. It's function is to want. To want again and again and again.
"Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth."
- Henry David Thoreau
The tides of Life flow endlessly for better or worse - to rise and fall - to live to die. The current hurls the tide. It is the currents function to move, to throw, to float, to create and the tide to lift the sea. Mother Nature has her function and it is always fulfilled. The Sea, void of tide and current is an abyss of stillness and would be a horizon of glass. It sometimes looks that way!