I would title this if I could think of something, but I can't. I keep thinking about what i want to write, and it takes precidence over what witty little remark I make. The past, as I have said, is non malable, but the future is changed throug the moment of the present. I watch this moment as it affects others around me, and wonder at much. Two friends of mine I watch with interest, and ponder and worry for them. Both seek something... some escape, some pathos, some redemption, for something they have done to someone else in their lives. Living is pain, and we cannot pass through life without hurting those we love. If you do not love without pain, then you do not love at all. The thorns of the heart rend the flesh, but oh the blood of their wounds is the sweetest nectar of life. You must be strong. You must learn. We live as we are, we will cause pain, we will cause joy, we will cause suffering, we will cause happieness. It is the nature of being human.

The past is done. Those we have hurt we have hurt. What we have done we cannot undo no matter what pain we suffer ourselves to undo it. You must confront your demons, not sacrifice yourself to them. And though it may tear your soul appart, the confrontation will be the begining of the remaking of your soul and heart. The breaking is the begining of the new.

And still.. how I wish I could take away their pain, and not have them learn the lessons they will soon. I learned... oh how I have learned. My soul broken and remade so many times now I feel as an amalgam of me instead of an I. I would take their pain, I would suffer it for them, if I could keep it from them. I wish not for any to suffer who should not. And no one deserves this. No one deserves this pain. .