friendship

There has always been one main criteria in determining a personality to be fit as a friend. I must believe with every ounce of my own being that this person standing next to me is a good person through every extension of their own personality. It does not mean that the person needs to be physically beautiful, metaphyiscally gifted, or even remotely intelligent. It means that I need to believe that this person desires and needs to see a world as a happy or as beautiful as I strive to find with my own eyes. It means that this person is willing to suffer for the dream that they seek.

Since beauty is defined by the beholder, my eyes help me feel a persons dreams and weaknesses. I see people in terms of feelings and understanding rather than superficial and naive projections. I am slow in trusting, and I am slow to love, because I rarely hold back when I have made a decision. As a condition of friendship, I am willing to suffer with and for my friends to help them acheive their own dreams and moments of perfection. I will help and hold myself accountable for future possible outcomes of our lives.

I know that I alone can not save this world, or do I let delude myself into being stronger than I really am. But I have an innate desire to see a world better than today. I can only move on with a belief in progression. I can not always fight the evils of this world, I know now that I must pick and choose the battles which I decide to fight. And then friendship becomes a perfect relative measure in choosing battles. I consider it a good day when I can make at least one friend smile. It is the first step in making that perfect world.