As I look across my bedroom, I see see an object that some say might hinder one's vision. Looking into the future is like viewing your destiny through a blue screen that can only take you into a world of beauty. Only you and I can imagine these fields of blue. Cool air, green grass and the beautiful sounds seeping from the speakers of life. We live as children. Being raised as if we are objects of a being which we call GOD. When do we end this madness and accept our being as soley upon ourselves. Many think of my sanity as being a pillar balancing itself on the verge of reality. I can only believe that I feast on your thoughts of virtues and the visions of my nightmares taking over your thoughts. Please read this as it is a hinderence into the thought process in which we call life. Life begins as an infant and life ends as we determine. Never believe in one's own destiny. Plan your own as no one else will do it for you.