NOTICE: If this seems rather random, I did this on purpose so that the people that this is for would hopefully still be able to get the message meant for them. This is meant for only a few people, but if anyone else can take something from this... congrats. I will be placing this in the few journals I have online, to make sure that the parties that I wish to receive this will hopefully do so.

Now these next quotes are not quoted word for word, in some cases they weren't even said, but these people's body language and other such demeanor have suggested this. This is generally what I have heard these people say: "I cannot do what I like because it's not socially acceptable." or "Noone cares that I exist." etc. Forgive me if I am one of the few people that cannot stand hearing this kind of self bashing talk. Whether some people want to admit this or not there is a reason everyone is different. Everyone has their own abilities their own passions; and giving up on those ideals is perhaps one of the most cowardly things I have ever heard.

I shall first deal with those that think they "cannot do anything because...." You should give me a much better reason than that. Because all I hear instead is the words of someone who wants to give up on themselves. I see no reason why you can't do something like fighting just because you are female and society believes that you are nothing more than a birthing machine, since when does society dictate what most people think. This is the same society that says that "in order to even be considered dating a couple MUST have sex." Forgive me if I missed the infinite wisdom in that.

I alone have met 3 women that were strong enough and good enough to be physical fighters, and I am not ashamed to say that all 3 of them have kicked my ass. I could also name at least 3 others that are fighters in their own right. They may not be physically strong, but that's not what makes someone a warrior. It's their heart, their emotions, their mind, and their soul; they may not be able to beat someone to a bloody pulp physically but mentally they could tear someone apart in a few seconds. Noone should have to give up on themselves because someone thinks they can't do it. What matters more: the word of a good friend or the word of an enemy.

Now, to those that believe noone gives a damn they exist. This reminds me of the classic situation of "a girl is complaining to her best male friend that all of the gentlemen are either gone or taken." If noone cares that you exist, then you wouldn't have any friends. "The moment you call someone friend, you put your trust in that person." Why would you trust someone that doesn't care about you or that you exist? Perhaps someone does care that you are still alive, you just haven't paid any attention.

And now for the rest of you, provided you were patient enough to wait this long.
"Life is like inheriting a very large building. Exploring it takes everything you have, and when you find yourself sitting in the corner of the darkest room. Remember that the pair of eyes peering at you from the corner is just a good friend trying to find you."
Who here is willing to be that friend? Are you willing to be rejected by modern day society to become socially acceptable? If you see a friend suffering from what you believe to be an injustice are you going to do anything about it? To the protectors out there, you say you are willing to protect those you love from anything even at the cost of your own life. Will you also protect those people from themselves and/or yourself?

I put up a quote a while ago about the things I held dear to myself. A friend wanted to know if it was dedicated to anyone; originally no it was not however after consideration. These are no longer just ideals I hold close to my heart, but dedicated to those I hold close to my heart, my surrogate sisters, my niece, my surrogate daughters, my future daughters, my brothers, and my best friends.
"Fy enaid, fy calon, fy caru, fy buchedd": My soul, my heart, my love, my life.

Ai wa kokoro ni aru.
Schiksal ist in der faust.
'r brwydra ydyw i mewn 'r pen.

Kitsune Seele