I find the fight with in greater then the fight without.

I have finished a book today. It is always a feeling of both joy and saddness. Joy for the sense of completeing something. Saddness cause I learned so much from it and wish there was just a little more. I agree with almost every word of the book I finished, if there is anything not in order with my belifes then it was only cause I have misread something. I have changed from the content of it's pages, but changeing ones enviroment is only to do done after one changes thy self internally. I find that the battle aginset ones self, ones emotions, lusts, and passions. Is more difficult then any physical battle could be. it becomes so difficult at times, the world seems to make sense only so far as the outside of ones skull. You know what you want but you can't seem to keep that conviction when you need to. But sticking to ones guns, one can win little battle after battle. Some times the war turns south and some of your emotions and convictions buy the far. The war is not lost however, we have to keep up the fight and little by little we win and better ourselves. It's a steap uphill battle, but it's won we can win with time.