The black sheep that is me one who does things differently. For
long as I remember I was like this difference it is what I am it is what I was
and what I got the god made me or nature it does not matter but I know now that
I am not to interfere them. My path is my own it is the path of my salvation
they have to learn it by themselves. The time waits for no one I see, I hear
and but I do not feel my mind is difference I was good at accepting the facts. Understanding
things explaining things. But for them it is hard never thing that they will
come around. No point of wasting time so I move on. The last log of my life. If
anyone ever ask me of life or education or employment my answers will change form
now on it is up to individual people to find out.
I am on my path. When Buddha gain
enlighten he was not sure that people would understand but he was convince that
they were smart enough to do it. In my case they were not. But for this them at
this hour people will loose more than what they gain. Their belief will be
their undoing. it will destroy them and I am the observer that watch them for
all time I will keep my records for they work with heart not with wisdom and
you cannot put wisdom in those brains. Simply they are more sensitive to feelings
than the reasoning. So they will be picked and will be moved by others as they
wish.
