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I, like a few of those that I know, are born fighters. Call us survivors, warriors, knights... whatever you will... but never call us quitters. Many of us have spent years fighting against an enemy that cannot be seen, or even compleatly heard, but it can be felt. I know many of those whom know me all have had their own individual struggles, as have I... but what truly makes us who we are is our decision to either let whatever may come to us happen, and sit idely by watching, or fight on, and attempt to make your fate, your destiny, your purpose, whatever you want it to be.

I once sat and watched as my life ticked by... I didn't care wether I lived or died, and truly felt it wouldn't matter either way. Luckily, I was proven wrong, and not only found the strength to keep on fighting in this Pyschic War of mine that's been raging for nearly a decade, but to look forward to what may come next. We determine our capabilities, as well as our fate, every moment of everyday. Our choices, no matter how small, effect our final outcome, as well as our final resting place. Some of us will return to this world after death, being allowed a chance to make amends for our past lives, and attempt to live differently... perhaps better. There are some of us that will be lucky enough to find the final resting place, and bask in whatever glory that it may hold for each of us.

I know not wether I will reach my final heaven or be returned here, much like none really know wether a heaven even exists or not.... but with faith, hope, and yes, even a bit of love, I'm sure that we all shall find that place, whatever it is called.... but until we do, I salute those who fight on, searching for that last bit of love, or digging up that last once of hope, and yes, even searching to find their faith. We all fight for our causes.... I know mine... do you know yours?