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I am a writer who cannot write. Cynical to the core, I love to argue and dismantle childish dreams (while inside praying my dreams will come true). I discard broadly supported assumptions in hope for the ability to discern what is really true, the undercurrents of the time. I look for cracks in the foundations of theories and pray that my disgruntlement will be justified. I feel like two lifelong searches, searches that have troubled me greatly have been ended. I found one, the other found me. Love, as corny and sappy as it may sound, I found. I have an absolutely amazing girlfriend, she is wonderful. The other search, the search for faith and God is over as well. I'm no longer searching because He found me. I pray now that I don't stray from my path.
