What wars they fight with verbal blows that injur more than the eye can see cutting deep wounds in unseen hearts. Such lies and deceptions they weave to suffocate the truth and bury their own faults and crimes they committ everyday apon eachother. I admit I am not perfect, I have lied and twisted the truth for my own ends, yet I readily admit to my faults. I wish no undeserved harm apon them and who am I to judge who deserves pain? I am selfish and cruel, I know. I want them to hurt, but I will not condem them. True, I may look apon them with contempt or bitterness, but I wish no conflict. They deal their blows in bitter self-rightousness, blinding themselves to their own ugliness and rot. It saddens me. It angers me. What is trust or faith in one who cannot even be honest with themself? *sigh* So in my parting I bear no guilt. I leave them to their wars, yet I will not abandon them. If they seek me out I will not turn them away. This is for them to learn and only in their self destruction will they understand. Goodbye my friends. I leave you with a parting wish for justice and peace. I wish no part of this anymore.