LeafeonPower

You know, it's occurred to me that I don't really mind that people I used to know don't talk to me anymore.
          It took a long time and much heartache to find out, that these people never were friends or friendly in the first place; they just wanted people to admire them.
          I feel like I've grown up a lot. Likely because I've had to, and I know that relentlessly seeking comfort will kill you slowly.
          This account on here will slowly fade into irrelevance, because nobody cares about it anymore, including the one running it.
          And you know what? It doesn't even matter. People may come around here or there, sigh, and think to themselves, 'Oh, I remember them. I remember when we did this and that; those were the good days.' They were indeed. They might've been able to last longer, but people just want to take affection rather than give it, so those days are long gone, and everyone is disappointed.
          But, I've gone on a tangent. This account remains only for memories and a last-ditch effort of some desperate soul who really needs to get a hold of me somehow. But that won't happen, so it's all just memories now.

250 years ago, a set of principles laid the foundation for the beginning of a nation founded upon unheard of ideals.
          This nation of a government that is by the people, of the people, and for the people, which recognizes the intrinsic rights bestowed onto all mankind by the Creator of all things, was unlike any other in all history.
          Yes, even to this day, there is still none like it.
          Though we have forgotten much of what we as a nation began with, it does not annul these truths, which are written on the very hearts of all men, and only simply acknowledged by our nation's founding.
          All men are created equal. All men are endowed by their Creator with inalienable rights, being life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.
          This can not and will not change, regardless of what any government official may proclaim from any position of power. These rights are given unto us by God, and He is not so easily defeated by the whims of man.
          
          So maybe, on this 250-year day of recognition of our start as a country, we can look from the past, into the present, and beyond the future, and hold onto a hope that we as Americans, have been given these immense blessings by a gracious God, and no one will ever be able to take them away.
          
          Happy Independence Day.

Who here has a friendship they made and cultivated solely online, and has maintained for over 5 years?
          I'd like to see a show of hands, because you're in the minority there, and it's very impressive a feat.

I think it's far more exhausting and far less fulfilling to live selfishly/how you want to live, than to live in honorable service to others.
          If I lived the way I wanted to, then my widowed mother would be on the streets right now, and I'd be a sorry excuse of a son.
          I'm tired of people proclaiming their twisted desire to live their life disregarding anyone and everyone else around them. Those types of people can stay over there, because I don't want to associate with them.
          I'd rather die a servant unto others than live a slave unto myself.

Yow 

Well hello again. I'm still around.
          
          Updates from my side, is that I'm pretty much getting up and going to work, working for 9 hours or so, come back home, work on the property, then be lazy for two hours before resetting the schedule.
          I'm growing into the (unofficial) role as my mother's property caretaker through mowing the lawn, pruning trees, building a greenhouse, making minor repairs and fixes throughout and such, and my small church body wants me, the current sole young guy taking interest, to essentially take part in every facet of the labors. It's a tough spot, because there's many older folks, and almost no young folks, so I'm the one guy still here, still able-bodied, so they want me to help them with everything.
          That, and I'm still getting tools to eventually start my own construction business, but that's some time down, because I'm focused on the formerly mentioned things.
          God also seemed to direct me to not pursue dating that one girl. which leaves me in a displeasing spot: much and ever-increasing work and responsibilities, physical limitations and permanent injuries due to overextension, packed schedules, no hobbies (I haven't written in months), no proper friends, and now denial of dating someone.
          I don't know what God is trying to teach me through this, but I've been tired for so long, and the tiredness seems to only weigh more heavily with each passing day.
          I still don't plan on getting back to writing. I've got no passion for it, and hobbies get in the way of my work now. I guess I don't have much reason to even still be here if I'm not writing or reading anything. Huh.

One of my oldest followers 

I'm at a bit of a crossroads, and not sure which way to go from here.
          I won't divulge much, but let's just say I have the choice between persevering and pursuing something I've been seeking for some time, or giving it up as a humble sacrifice to God.
          I'm unsure which is His will, because on the one hand, He could be driving me to fight with all I have for this thing. However, He could be subtly telling me to give it up for Him.
          I'm looking for a sign on which way to go because it's unclear. But how my future goes revolves around which decision I make, so I'm not willing to make the wrong one.
          I need a clear sign directly from Him.

Alright, well I got my account suspended for 2 days for some reason, I turned halfway to 50, and I'm developing a greenhouse for my mom, and working on starting my own construction business.
          I'm not writing as of now. I do want to, but discipline is required first, and I've been doing what I can to keep up with my life outside of the internet, to the point where I just willfully neglect what's online.
          Honestly, at 25, I'm now asking myself what I'm doing with my life, and why I haven't tried to do something more. I'm halfway through my 20s with nothing to show for it. And the older I get, the more I realize that what I see online is not what reality is.
          I guess that begs the question as to why I'm announcing this at all. Truthfully, I don't know. Maybe I care about you all. Who knows?
          But I'm not writing for now. I will someday.

It's interesting how when people hurt most they only want to pull away from others.