 We all think that what we do is the perfect way to do things. We all have flaws in the midst of
seeking perfection. Perfection being sought is a winless battle that we all face overwhelmingly
in the meantime of seeking. Do we continue to stop. No it is our greed. We will take it on
like buried treasure. We risk our lives, limbs, and liberty in order to find what will never be
found. The sooner that we decide we cant be perfect in everything we do that we find our
perfection. Our gifts that makes us unique. Our gifts that makes us original. Are you ready
to seek the gifts that you have all packaged up. Do we take off the tape and allow it to take
hold. Do we keep it closed and others can not find our gift. Relationships are still that buried treasure. As we spend time to get to know. We look for the gifts and qualities that are perfect in our eyes. Do those that we meet look for the same qualities we seek in them. Do you look for your friends to have these key traits in order to get to know. Does your friends look for the very same thing. You'll fine one thing in common that someone throughout time its not your
checklist that matters. Does that mean you are perfect or did you see the flaws and love it.
Oh yes another injection. You seek the perfect pussy or dick. It is the imperfect and flawed
that keeps you cumming. You still try to figure out why, and still seek perfection. Maybe you
should accept the fact that the mistake was yours in choosing. Does that make you good or
bad or does that make you a step closer in finding what you really want. Do you really know
what you want. How quickly has it changed over time. Does Mack have to preach. Does he?
You better opens your eyes young one. I guess their is a reason why we
believe in buried treasure. The x marks the spot on the map. Notice that most that
follow others in seeking perfection beyond their wildest dreams or imagination. Their lives are
forever taken and consume as myths and stories for those dreams. It is those that have the
gift that was chosen by powers of belief that already knew the few and not the many that
choose. The many are the reason why we still believe. The few are the reason that they
achieve. When you choose many it will only be a few to accept you. Beep, Beep, Beep, Doctor Mack we are having a flat line. Emergency in Room 101. Boom Boom, Boom Boom, check the temperature. I need ice nurse, says Mack. The temperature goes down. The nurse says she
stable. That was close, says Mack. We was right on time, says the nurse. Ok, well you watch
them. What do you mean them, responds the nurse. The many, says Mack as he puts the
chart back in the sleeve. They was in the woods for a while, I guess you can allow the few that
matter in for a quick visit. A tear is shed by Mack. The tear drop hits the floor. He see's the
images. "Flash." The game is about to begin....... THE CHESMASTER.... "Im sending in a specialist as these cases get more complex, says Mack to the nurse... "No not who I think you are talking about, says the nurse. Mack pauses.... Call the pharmacy we need to order some new Pillz from Missouri to start prescribing, says Mack.... "How can we heal the sick, if we dont start recognizing the symptoms. By the time we decide to check ourselves. Its a major illness when it handled in the early stages than their could be a lot more we can do... So I'm sending in the specialist, responds Mack... "How long before the medication arrives, says the nurse." Mack continues to walk down the hall. He looks back at the nurse. "I guess we'll see!" | 
