This might turn into a rant, so bear with me if it does. In ages past, giving a person your word was like an iron-clad contract. You did not go back on your word or do other than what you say you would, lest your honour, your name, and your trustworthiness be tainted. I think many people in the 21st Century have lost that. I am not one of those people. My word is my bond. I have no great possessions with which to demonstrate the measure of my character, nor do I have great power to influence the way people think about me. All I have is my words and my actions. If I say something in all seriousness, I mean it. If I make plans, I intend to keep them. The only exceptions are extreme, and even at those times I am hesitant to go back on my word. I consider myself a very responsible and trustworthy person because when I make plans, I keep them; when I say I will do something, I do it. Knowing this, how do you think I feel when somebody goes back on their word, that they personally gave me? Or when I have made plans with some one, and they back out at the last minute?

Untimely Inspiration

There are times in life when someone close to us comes to an untimely end. Vehicular accidents, natural phenomenon, and many others lead to the deaths of countless people every year. Mourning is a natural thing, and something that is almost required for a human to stay sane. But in times when people we care about are taken from us without warning, we must also feel inspired. We must let their passing inspire us to live each day to the fullest; to live our lives free of regret. Because the truth of the matter is that we could die at any moment.

Even rocks need support

Everybody needs somebody to fall back on in hard times. Because everybody has times in life when there is just too much going on... when there is just too much pain... or when you just feel lost. I know that for many people, I am that person. I am the rock that supports them in their time of need, their light when they are lost in the dark. It's an amazing feeling, what you get when you help someone, truly help someone and know that they are sincerely thankful. ...But I am not an exception to this rule. Even myself, whether known as Matthew, Maverick, or Lord Aerthos... even I sometimes need a person(s) to fall back on. To that end, I want to privately thank two people, two dear friends that may or may not ever read this. They have always been there for me, as long as I've known them, and I may never be able to truly repay them. Amanda Walker & Jessica Moebius, I love you both and treasure you among the many souls I have had the honour of encountering in this lifetime.