Preface I am a believer Everything has a purpose. Sometimes this thing we term "purpose" is clear, but I believe, most times it is ambiguous. When I consider my own personal purpose, I conclude that expressing those things that trigger my consciousness, my soul, my spirit to be the catalyst of my purpose. Was I born to write? Who knows? Is there an end game to the direction I chose to go? Again, who knows? All I do know...
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