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   <title>Experience In the Rain</title>
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   <published>2010-01-31T22:43:01Z</published>
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   <summary>July 18, 1995 Jonathan is 15 Last night I was outside and it began to rain, so I came inside. However, I&apos;d forgotten something outside, so as I went outside, the pouring rain stopped immediately, as if just for me. As I opened the door to come back inside, the...</summary>
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      July 18, 1995
Jonathan is 15

Last night I was outside and it began to rain, so I came inside.  However, I&apos;d forgotten something outside, so as I went outside, the pouring rain stopped immediately, as if just for me.  As I opened the door to come back inside, the pouring rain began again.  It was as though the rainstorm had stopped for me.

&quot;Very cool,&quot; I said to myself.
      
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   <title>Perceptions Of Reality</title>
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   <published>2010-01-30T22:41:34Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-30T22:57:23Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Summer 1995 Jonathan is 15 Perceptions of Reality The way I view the world The way other people perceive me The way we each see the world individually...</summary>
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      Summer 1995
Jonathan is 15

Perceptions of Reality
The way I view the world
The way other people perceive me
The way we each see the world individually
      

Perception is based on our senses
What we hear
What we smell
What we taste
What we touch
and mostly
What we see

What our senses show
is the way the world is perceived by us as individuals
this perception is what we know life to be

Our lives are our reality
Therefore what we perceive becomes our reality
Perception is reality

Others perceive me the same way
The way I sound, the way I look, and the way I act.
It is important, then, for me to know how I want to be perceived and to speak, appear, and act accordingly.
The way they perceive me will be based upon these things, and that perception will become their reality of me.
Perception is Reality

We each have our own realities
which are based on our perceptions
Life is about learning to see and understand other people&apos;s perceptions
So that the reality we all live in is not completely different from our own.

The way people look at me
The way people hear my voice
And the way I feel to others when they shake my hand
Is their perception of me
And that perception becomes part of their reality.

The rest of their reality is
how they perceive what the world has to offer them.
Perception IS reality.

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   <title>Letter To God: 26, June 1995</title>
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   <published>2010-01-29T22:40:00Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-29T22:47:44Z</updated>
   
   <summary>06/26/1995 Jonathan is 15 Dear God, As I&apos;m sitting here tonight, I realize that I do believe in you much as I always have, but I&apos;m trying to figure out how you fit into my life. I know you&apos;re in all around me, but maybe I&apos;m unsure of how much...</summary>
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      06/26/1995
Jonathan is 15

Dear God,

As I&apos;m sitting here tonight, I realize that I do believe in you much as I always have, but I&apos;m trying to figure out how you fit into my life.  I know you&apos;re in all around me, but maybe I&apos;m unsure of how much control I want you to have in my life and so I suppress you.  Help me not to do this.
      I see so much in Melissa, but I don&apos;t want to mess up our friendship, and perhaps I&apos;m scared of a relationship.  Not just with her, but many of the girls who have approached me recently.

God, I am unaware of how Kristina&apos;s doing, although I do have a pretty good idea and I&apos;ll find out tomorrow when I talk to her.

Patrick&apos;s first mass and ordination were a good renewal for me, and I&apos;m sure were life-changing experiences for him.  Thank-you for introducing me to him.

God, help all the above with their futures.  Help me decide what to do about Melissa, and help me let you in my life.  Also help those around the world who need your guidance, protection, and consolation.

Thank-you!

Peace Always,
Jonathan
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   <title>In Mexico on Love</title>
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   <published>2010-01-28T22:39:10Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-28T23:12:17Z</updated>
   
   <summary>June 14, 1995 In Mexico on Love Jonathan is 15 In my life, whenever I go somewhere that I don&apos;t know many people, I am always on the lookout for love; subconsciously afraid that if I am not watching and looking, I may miss or mess up the chance... not...</summary>
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      June 14, 1995
In Mexico on Love
Jonathan is 15

In my life, whenever I go somewhere that I don&apos;t know many people, I am always on the lookout for love; subconsciously afraid that if I am not watching and looking, I may miss or mess up the chance... not by much, but I&apos;ll just barely miss it.

      
When women have approached me with love, I become aware of necessity of attachment, of the potential for broken hearts, of the longing for someone who&apos;s not there; and these things which I have seen scare me.  They scare me so much in fact that I have walked away from many opportunities which I have seen at love.

I look at others and see their happiness in/for/with each other, and although I know that I could have that kind of joy in someone else, I wonder if someone else could be that happy with me.  And so I sit back, wish, and look out for love, but I remain lonely.

I am always on the lookout for love.  However, when the opportunities arrive for me to give my love and receive love in return, I have become afraid.
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   <title>Significance Found In Mexico</title>
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   <published>2010-01-27T22:38:13Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-27T23:08:24Z</updated>
   
   <summary>June 14, 1995 In Mexico Jonathan is 15 It seems that on every trip I&apos;ve taken, I have seen something so significant that it has made me feel insignificant....</summary>
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      June 14, 1995
In Mexico
Jonathan is 15

It seems that on every trip I&apos;ve taken, I have seen something so significant that it has made me feel insignificant.

      However, it is strange that in this feeling of insignificance I have found such inspiration and strength in and for my life.  In fact, feeling belittled has actually led me to a deeper realization of how significant I actually can be.
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   <title>Thoughts On Plants And Purpose</title>
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   <published>2010-01-26T22:36:48Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-26T22:54:41Z</updated>
   
   <summary>May 26, 1995 11:40 PM Jonathan is 15 When people walk into my room, they may notice many plants around. People often find this interesting and some find it strange. But I usually don&apos;t notice plants that way....</summary>
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      May 26, 1995
11:40 PM
Jonathan is 15

When people walk into my room, they may notice many plants around.  People often find this interesting and some find it strange.  But I usually don&apos;t notice plants that way.

      Someone may ask me &quot;Why are you so interested in plants?&quot; and my reply would be &quot;Why do I live?&quot;

To me, helping plants to grow is not any different than eating, or sleeping.

It&apos;s something that I do.  I see such beauty and resilience in the plants, traits that I think we all could learn a lot from.

What is the purpose we are on this earth?  - That is life&apos;s ultimate question.  A question which individuals usually find the answer to within and for themselves.  However, the reason we are enabled to live on this planet is plants.  They provide us with food and the air we breathe as well as the life that is always around us.

Since they do so much for us, we should give something back, and so I help them to grow.  Interesting... maybe, strange...no.  It&apos;s just part of my life.
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   <title>Talking About My Generation - Stuck</title>
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   <published>2010-01-25T22:35:56Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-25T22:36:36Z</updated>
   
   <summary>May 1995 Jonathan is 15 Perhaps Dr. Jack Kevorkian does have the right to assist people in suicide. Perhaps he should be allowed to help them end their lives. Perhaps. But if Dr. Kevorkian has the right to assist suicide, then perhaps suicide should be a legalized act. In fact,...</summary>
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      May 1995
Jonathan is 15

Perhaps Dr. Jack Kevorkian does have the right to assist people in suicide.  Perhaps he should be allowed to help them end their lives.
Perhaps.
But if Dr. Kevorkian has the right to assist suicide, then perhaps suicide should be a legalized act.  In fact, if there are going to be no laws against suicide, then perhaps there&apos;s nothing wrong with committing suicide.
Perhaps.
But if there&apos;s no reason to say that suicide&apos;s wrong, perhaps then we should all end our lives at a time and place we choose.
Perhaps.
      Perhaps society needs to take a good long look at itself.  The upcoming generation sees and hears certain messages.  Respect yourself and others.  Violence is not the answer.  Suicide is selfish, it harms many people besides you.  Don&apos;t do drugs - Just say no!

The upcoming generation also sees and hears other messages.  Divorce is okay.  Legalize marijuana.  Private owners of guns should be allowed to carry their own weapons concealed for protection.

Perhaps you can see that there is a lot of difference between these two sides.  In fact, they are almost opposites.  And society sees the result.  Generation X.  The generation that doesn&apos;t stand for anything.  The reason... we don&apos;t know what to stand for.  Many Xers have made it into the real world and have formed their own opinions about the world.  However, Xers and the generation coming behind us are still being bombarded with these complete opposites and that has left many of us with only one place to stand; in the middle.
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   <title>In this world there is a Peace</title>
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   <published>2010-01-24T22:34:56Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-25T00:05:25Z</updated>
   
   <summary>April 1995 Jonathan is 15 An eagle shot A friend in trouble And I can&apos;t find my love Good hearted people Volunteered time In this world there is a Peace-Dove...</summary>
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      April 1995
Jonathan is 15

An eagle shot
A friend in trouble
And I can&apos;t find my love

Good hearted people
Volunteered time
In this world there is a Peace-Dove
      
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   <title>The Hypocrisy Of It All</title>
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   <published>2010-01-23T22:34:07Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-23T23:01:08Z</updated>
   
   <summary>April 1995 Jonathan is 15 The Hypocrisy Of It All -People hate the world we live in, but only complain and do nothing more -People want peace but argue and fight with each other over small issues -People want others to create their hope for the future for them...</summary>
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      April 1995
Jonathan is 15

The Hypocrisy Of It All

-People hate the world we live in, but only complain and do nothing more

-People want peace but argue and fight with each other over small issues

-People want others to create their hope for the future for them

      
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   <title>The Answer</title>
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   <published>2010-01-22T22:33:25Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-22T23:21:02Z</updated>
   
   <summary>April 1995 Jonathan is 15 Vindication: &quot;Is it really your right?&quot; Justification: &quot;I couldn&apos;t see, there was no light.&quot; Jurisdiction &quot;I hold power over your fate.&quot; The answer, PEACE: &quot;They find out too late.&quot;...</summary>
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      April 1995
Jonathan is 15

Vindication:
	&quot;Is it really your right?&quot;
Justification:
	&quot;I couldn&apos;t see, there was no light.&quot;
Jurisdiction
	&quot;I hold power over your fate.&quot;
The answer, PEACE:
	&quot;They find out too late.&quot;
      
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   <title>Same World</title>
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   <published>2010-01-21T22:32:29Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-21T22:33:12Z</updated>
   
   <summary>April 1995 Jonathan is 15 Different people. Different lives. Same world....</summary>
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      April 1995
Jonathan is 15

Different people.
Different lives.
Same world.
      
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   <title>To My Friend Melissa</title>
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   <published>2010-01-20T22:31:31Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-21T22:32:14Z</updated>
   
   <summary>April 1995 Jonathan is 15 To My Friend Melissa When Looking At A Seed, Only A Small Amount Of The Potential Beauty Is Seen. But On The Inside Of That Seed Is Something Very Beautiful....</summary>
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      April 1995
Jonathan is 15

To My Friend Melissa

When Looking At
A Seed, Only A
Small Amount Of The Potential Beauty
Is Seen. But On The
Inside Of That Seed
Is Something Very Beautiful.
      And This Is What I See
In My Friend Melissa.  On
The Outside, She
Is Wonderful And Amazing,
But What I See
Is What&apos;s Inside.  And
With Time, That Inner
Beauty Will Help
The Wonderful Things 
About Her Become
Even More Special And
Beautiful.
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   <title>Don&apos;t Forget</title>
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   <published>2010-01-19T22:30:41Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-21T22:31:18Z</updated>
   
   <summary>April 22, 1995 Jonathan is 15 Don&apos;t forget Jesus, who appeared in light and was revealed this is said to those who see him, but still don&apos;t feel Him inside their hearts 4/22/95 I saw Jesus appear on the wall at Ave Maria (Catholic Church). I feel Jesus in my...</summary>
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      April 22, 1995
Jonathan is 15

Don&apos;t forget Jesus, who appeared in light and was revealed
this is said to those who see him, but still don&apos;t feel
Him inside their hearts

4/22/95
I saw Jesus appear on the wall at Ave Maria (Catholic Church).
I feel Jesus in my heart, and will try to remember to see him in others.

      
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   <title>Thought On Wisdom</title>
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   <published>2010-01-18T22:30:01Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-21T22:30:22Z</updated>
   
   <summary>April 22, 1995 Jonathan is 15 I&apos;ve learned that as much wisdom can be gained from the very young as can be gained from the old....</summary>
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      April 22, 1995
Jonathan is 15

I&apos;ve learned that as much wisdom can be gained from the very young as can be gained from the old.

      
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   <title>Everyday I Make a Choice</title>
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   <published>2010-01-17T22:28:56Z</published>
   <updated>2010-01-21T22:29:48Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Mid-April 1995 Jonathan is 15 Everyday I make a choice whether or not to use my voice The choice I make might show others me But will they know me by what they see? If I choose to hide me inside, Maybe for fear, but not lack of pride Then...</summary>
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      Mid-April 1995
Jonathan is 15

Everyday I make a choice
whether or not to use my voice
The choice I make might show others me
But will they know me by what they see?

If I choose to hide me inside,
Maybe for fear, but not lack of pride
Then I lose out because what they see
is not really the person who is me.

And when I lose out so do they
because, perhaps, I could have helped them pray.
So every day I make a choice
that it&apos;s best to use my voice.
      
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