I want all the readers of this blog to understand why I have chosen to share all of these thoughts with the public. My object is clear. My father was taken from me at the age of 19 in a very unorthodox manner. While sitting at a stoplight at a busy intersection, a school bus went out of control and took his life, along with another man's. This event has propelled me into a spiritual journey that probably doesn't resemble that of most 24 year old men. My father was a VERY wise man and a spiritual man, always thinking of how he could help the less fortunate and cognizant of the amazing miracle that is life. From a very young age I was introduced to as much information as he could expose me to. He was not biased or judgmental in any of his teachings nor did he encourage that behavior. He grew up in a strict Nazarene family. Upon growing older, he had many unanswered questions. Straying from the dogma of his childhood religion, he began exploring the universe from as many angles as he could. Knowledge became his religion and drove him. He was incessantly pursuing ways to better himself and to relate to less fortunate individuals. I'm the luckiest boy in the world to have had him as a father, which is why I never want his life to have been in vain. I believe in his philosophy and I am dedicated to sharpening the essence of it so that I can one day clearly present it to the world. For now, this blog is a collection of previously written reflections, essays and sentiments of mine regarding education, philosophy, religion and the pursuit of self improvement. Please read with an open mind and feel free to post ANY comments... Thank you.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Mission Statement

After reading Bean's brother's statement, I had to add my own.

Personal Mission Statement
D.L. Gleason

Faith in my own cause will negate any naysayers’ attempts to slow my shark down. The only way to survive life’s peril is to trudge through the muddy seas of adversity or it will capture me completely, drowning me in a swirl of indifference. Commitments are only whispers carried off by the wind without my attempts to anchor them to my soul with perseverance, dedication, and goal setting. I will write down and keep the promises made to myself for if I fail to do so, I will not be strong enough to support those who depend on me; every other thought is just a good idea. I will learn to sacrifice and delegate to myself activities of worth and the time I must spend on them to succeed in a life full of uncertainty. I will take moments each day to breathe and know it’s okay to be unsure at moments as my guiding forces will find a way through the darkness into a light so prosperous and serene that any man would be in awe.

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