Dear Friends,

There is this guys. Let's call him Josh. (No not that Josh....what's funny is, that phrase pertains to atleast five of you). Anyway, this Josh is special (I told you it wasn't your Josh). He is one of those people that when he dies people will talk about him. They will learn valued tools of life by studying his actions. His triumphts. His tribulations. See Josh looked at the world in a very differant way. Differant than anyone else that he lived with. For that, (as usual) he got crapped on for looking this way. Everyone said stuff like, "What is this guy's deal? Why is he not following the rules. Why is he being a rebel? Why does he do those things?"

"Those Things" were simple. Love, friendship, encouragement, confidence. He was the guy that was proud of you when you succeeded and helped you cry when you failed. He listened to everyone's problems. He just sat and listened. Josh's friends would go on and on and on about every life-struggle and Josh humbly opened his ear and smiled. He offered so much to make others happy. Some say he offered too much sometimes. See Josh had a dream. The dream was simple. His dream was to "Never Stop Dreaming." Everyday he let his thoughts float to the world that would be....as long as he never stopped hoping that it would come true. Despite popular belief, Josh knew his dream would become reality because it takes a child to dream...but it takes a man to chase that dream. Just as Josh became a man...he never stopped chasing. He never let go of his dream. All his elders dissapointedly looked down on him. They mischieviously decieved him. He turned to his friends only to find no help. So much help he had given out...yet he got none in return. Then everyone turned on him. They chastised him for being so "silly" and "immature" for choosing to chase his dream. To continue to think for himself and do what he felt he had been created to do. They all said, "It can't be done. Turn back now and come to your senses."

But then,

He did it.

He created his dream. He became his destiny. In one moment he turned from Josh, the ignorant youth, to Josh, the pioneer. Suddenly belief structures are being constructed diriving from his thoughts and ideas. People are blessing him instead of mocking him. Everyone wants to help him now but, more importantly everyone wants more of him. But, that's not how it should be.

See the point of this letter is....Out of all the important crap that plagues our minds each day....we always remember those "pioneers" that helped us get here. But, what we should realize is that as bad as we think our lives suck.....Jesus...er...I mean...Josh's life probably sucked worse. Why...because he went through the same stuff we did. The lonliness...the saddness...the depression...the dissapointment....Everything. The part that sucks though is....he had to deal with it all on his own. No one thought that he might be hurting behind that helpful smile.

I think this is a good time to find that person that is always there for you. To cry on, to make you laugh, to help you out, to save your butt or simply to Forgive you when you both know he/she shouldn't have. Find that person for me and tell them...."Thanks Josh"

Love you guys,

Antny