Finding Peace In The Middle Of War.

Sometimes we do our best and sometimes are best isn't good enough. I'm right in the middle of a war. A war that has no ending,or a beginning. People will pretend to have your back and pretend to have faith in you, but one the ball is kicked they will turn their backs on you so fast, It'll  make your head spin. I wish I could say I'm perfect but I'm not. I wish I could stay I haven't made my share of mistakes. I have, but I would never walk out on some one when things got rough or feelings got hurt. So I find myself in the middle of this battle ground trying to save my face. But why? Because I'm worried about what people will say. If some one would talk about some one being gay because of  the way they express themselves due to a movement they made. Their heart is capable of doing all kinds of evil. I've come to believe that people who call themselves Christians are some of the most evil people I have ever laid my eyes on. I'm a good person with a good heart and soul who's learning as he goes along. I have spent many years learning my craft and understanding what it means to be an artist. There are areas That I need to work on, such as making sure I have the right people in place to get the right job done. I open my doors to a complete stranger, to someone I would have never talked to, laughed with, broke bread with, because I like people that have expression in their movement in their soul. I like people who have a heart and who can express feelings, all kinds of feelings not just toughness, strength, testosterone, boldness, because that my keep people away but it doesn't work as an artist. I find myself in the middle of this battle zone, where cruelness is knocking at my door, an evil grin that is telling me I'm not talented because my organization skills wasn't up to the challenge. So a group of people have decide that I wasn't good enough at my skills. I will never work in this town again. Right now I'm at a lost of words and rage runs through my veins, will disappointment runs through my body. I challenge you who haven't failed at something and need another chance, cast the first stone.  Never trust a Christian they never have your best interest in their heart. Ego is a terrible thing and it's funny how those with shit in their heart cast the first stone. When everything they have done has been about ego. Telling you all this big plans, I'm talking to this person, I'll be sending letters to Oprah, and all these other names, don't worry I'll get you money, so say focus. Being the Big Man on Campus. This project wasn't about the project,it was about something else, something dirty,evil, nasty where there was a single player without a willing partner. How can I save face in the middle of this incest , with this beast on my back. War isn't pretty and some one always get hurt and in this case the devil have crawled under my skin and ripped out my soul.  When does truth come to the war, where does honest take it's place. Con-Artists come in all forms and in all faiths and sometimes it's hard to see the devil in the details. When you are fighting a war remember to have faith in yourself, remember what doesn't kill you will make you stronger and those same people will cross your path again. The higher power has away of working for the light and weakening the darkness. It is possible to find peace in the middle of a war.