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I have been breed through community, and genetics, to observe standards; to observe rules of conduct, and behavior. Civilities that were instilled in me as I grew into the individual penning you these words. - Always being fair to people. - Always reflecting respect. - Always being truthful. - Always standing up for ones convictions.

These are components that literaly rule, and govern, my waking hours. I try as best I can to be one who, regardless of my physical quandaries, observes these items we speak of here.

These are not standards I use as pick and choose, depending upon the external forces that may stir emotion. These are things that as a person living in community must use.

When I encounter people who claim to be, and call themselves professionals, who display mannerisms that are so far outside what is acceptable behavior, not just for this person calling themselves a professional, but anyone. I feel it my duty and responsibility to inform them that their conduct is unprofessional, and unacceptable.

There have been times when, because of my stance, I have had to endure hardships, but sometimes conduct must be addressed regardless the sting personally. Many times when standing up for principles, and civil standards, all professionals must adhere to, I've been treated as the one who is wrong. The one who should never have the gall to question the behavior that is unacceptable, when called to count...





 

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The Web

A wonderful web we weave,
In thought of yesteryear,
A pounding young heart
In first found love,
Devotion blindly shared.
Then crimped in pain love's ecstasy
Love's valiant once fine fair.
Echoes images & audio,
Still projecting fragments
Gone forbear.