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I've tread along a path which has afforded me a lot in a very small amount of time. This path has required many things, the chief of which is sheer will. I am no different from those around me. The things I have now I do not have because of my strength, or knowledge. I have these things because it was my will to do it. My will is the force that drives. My strength is his compainion and my knowledge thier gaurdian. What I have accomplished in life is wonderful. Yet I still have needs that I have yet to fufill. Can they really be fufilled at my place in life? The need for devotion to something outside myself is more profound than the need for anything. If I am not to go to pieces, I must have some purpose in life; I can't live for myself alone. I am not strong in the end just determined. I think it best said my the great Henry Miller “True strength lies in submission which permits one to dedicate his life, through devotion, to something beyond himself.”