I have a simple belief
I am fundamentally different from myself ten years ago
Mind, body and soul different.

You can not stop change
It happens without you knowing
Those around you influence you
You learn to accept and reevaluate
Old prejudices die and new walls built
Pure, simple human nature; Change

That is why we believe in absolutes
It keeps us sane
Makes us safe
We need an anchor or we feel adrift
Certainty no matter how insane or convoluted is a must
We must be certain in our beliefs
Understand why we do what we do
And have the character to decide our own moral fiber

It bothers people my one absolute:
“everything is right and everything is wrong”

My absolute can not stand the weight of its own words.
You can not stand for anything if you believe in nothing.

Oddly or maybe commonly this is the argument I hear
Some body has to be right.
Some body has to be wrong.
You can not be both, most especially at the same time.
If everyone believes like I do then the world would be a better place.
     A) God is on my side.
     B) Religion is a fallacy.

Who’s right or wrong comes down to
Convincing the other person to see your way of thinking
Having them convince you to change your position
Walking away and giving up
Walking away in anger
Fighting each other
Killing each other over a belief
In that moment both people believe whole heartedly they are right and the other wrong
Seriously if you have to kill in the name of god
      Or
Go out of your way to convince the world that god is nothing but a flying spaghetti monster
You’re both Dicks.

So if I’m not the same person I was ten years ago who am I?
I would like to believe I am a better person
I have a past and most assuredly I am in love and ashamed of it immensely
That I make the right choices by using my own moral codes
That I listen to those around me
Let them help and guide me through life
So many viewpoints and interpretations
It’s wonderful to see the same thing and have a million different thoughts about it

February 12th I was of mindset I would never forgive and hold to my grave my hatred
No one could ever convince me to forgive
Many have tried, all have failed
I knew what it meant to hold this hatred inside
This is an absolute I have held onto many years

February 13th I forgave and knew god had dealt with it
Simply listening in to a man I did not know preach to others and not me
With a simple argument and the understanding of what can destroy souls
The walls of Jericho fell
The funny/sad thing is I knew this was truth
Known it for as long as I have held on to the hate
But honestly it felt good to hate almost comforting
Now it is a memory of wasted time

Simply said I am different from who I was a month ago
And I never thought I would be that different.