Stress will come.  Depression will come.  They always do.  You must find within yourself the inner strength and solidarity to know – not hope – but know that you will pull yourself from the wreckage, no matter how minor or life-altering.  Joy isn’t joy without the pain by which it is defined.  Happiness is measured by each and every negative feeling that opposes it.  Sunny days aren’t so sunny without the presence of the occasional storm.  How could a person decide that through hardship and strife, they are broken beyond measure, that there is nothing left for them, and that they must give up?  These things, even the most difficult and mind-numbingly repetative, create us.  They build within us the fibers that make us whole.  There is absolutely no gain in this world without cost – without some sort of pain.  You will learn to purchase what you need and what you want by working hard for it.  Appreciation of those things that you worked toward obtaining then blooms and becomes steadfast and permanent.  If you practice this principle, you will see that it is not necessary to lose something before truly appreciating it.  The key to real appreciation is not waiting until you’ve lost what is precious; but actively working to achieve, maintain, and thoroughly enjoy that which is precious.

Well, the new WordPress has been released and I plan on doing the upgrade hopefully this weekend depending on my work schedule.  Amongst other things, I will try and get the e-mail set up as well.  I have truly been holding off on creating any type of documents for our other authors for the simple fact that I knew this release was going to be another drastic change.  Inside Matt’s post, he mentions that by the end of 2009, he still thinks the back end system will look and feel the same as the new 2.7.  Enjoy…

You can read about the new version here…

WordPress 2.7

what isn’t right

what isn’t real

how should i act

how should i feel

when should i be mad

when should i be sad

where should i run

where has the sun gone

where should i bleed

when should i smile

what do i need

if only for awhile

when do i cry

and when do i not

what is a good

and what is a bad thought

what is right and

what is wrong

trying to make sense

for far too long

when do i go

when do i stay

where is God

and what do i say

how do i feel

it doesn’t matter anyway

when do i take

when do i give

when do i die

when do i live

what should i do

to learn something new.

In my quest I’ve seen things no one should – way too many bad days than are good.

(Sometimes when you lose, you win.)

That kid who walks down the hall,

Seems to be alright there beside the wall.

The kid who likes to be his own,

But his heart inside begins to moan.

His real dad ran in his need,

Didn’t care if his son wasn’t freed.

His mom’s three suicide threats kill him inside,

And now every night he wonders if she lied.

All his feelings he begins to hide,

No show of his step-dad’s suicide.

Don’t care what other people think,

Slowly he starts to sink.

Is there one who will really know,

That the heart is the real one to show.

This one he’ll care to eternity all,

But he thinks and begins to fall.

Have you ever wondered what it’s like to be,

The one alone, that one is he.

Always forgotten he wishes to remain,

In the mind he states insane.

It will all end as all does to all,

To this kid beside the wall.

But the welcome of pain he will soon greet,

As the two finally meet.

Maybe now that he has the one,

He might finally know what is fun.

But the ones who think of him strange,

His life he will remain in a cage.

Laughed at, the pain is greeted,

His mind will soon be defeated.

But he knows it doesn’t matter,

As they will all pay as he gets crazier.

Of the thought a smile distorts his face,

To of what revenge will taste.