Beliefs are EVERYTHING.

This post, contrary to what the word "belief" might conjure up in your brains, is not about religion. I believe in a better world--and that is yet to come--one that is free of fear and hate and lies and lust.. However, I do, at times find myself constantly challenged by differing opinions--some scary, some nouveau, some just plain unfathomable. And..constantly too, do I see myself standing on shaky ground. Am I changing my beliefs? Have I succumbed? If yes, what have I become?

For, after all..there is a truth that I do know..and that is unequivocal: A person without his (or her) beliefs is like a painter sans eyes. Without them, (s)he has nothing.