He saw people love each other, and he saw that love made strenuous demands on the lovers. He saw that love requires sacrifice and self-denial. He saw that love produced arguments, jealousy and sorrow He decided that love cost to much. He decided not to diminish his life with love.

He saw people strove for high ideals. He saw strong and committed men fail and he saw weak, undeserving men succeed. He saw that striving sometimes forced people into pettiness and greed. He decided that it cost too much. He decided not to soil his life with striving.

He saw people serving others. He saw men give money to the poor and helpless. He saw that the more they served, the faster the need grew. He saw ungrateful receivers turn on their serving friends. He decided not to soil his life with serving.

When he died, he walked up to God and presented his life to Him-- undiminished, unmarred, unsoiled. The man was clean and untouched by the filth of the world, and he presented himself to God proudly saying, "Here is my life!"

And God said, "Life? What life?"

I am simply starting anew.

New pen name, new profile, but I won't erase my stories.

Unless you want me to.

Live, Laugh, Love.

God Bless, everyone.

-DesperateWhisper, formerly SonshineDays.