Creation destroys as it goes, throws down one tree for the rise of another. But ideal mankind would abolish death, multiply itself million upon million, rear up city upon city, save every parasite alive, until the accumulation of mere existence is swollen to a horror. D.H. Lawrence&nbsp &nbsp &nbsp Hello, my name is Michael Anthony Ethridge. I have a very large love for music, and play trumpet myself. I am planing to enlist in the air force. I never really plan out my future, but just lay back and let everything go by. I would also like to take some photography classes, and imporve my photographic abilities. I love looking at the world through the lens, and steal that beauty that i find, but dissapears ever so quickly. I am getting pretty heavily involved in writting poems, and have been writting more and more lately. I am not a really great painter, since i have never tried to hard at it nor taken any classes. So writting is my form of "painting". I "paint" my pictures with words, instead of colors. I am going to a father of a baby boy in may :). "One basictruth canbe used asa foundation fora mountain of lies,and if we dig down deepenough in the mountain of lies,and bring out that truth, to set iton top of the mountain of lies; the entiremountain of lies will crumble under the weight ofthat one truth, and there is nothing more devestating to astructure of lies than the revelation of the truth upon whichthe structure of lies was built, because the shock waves ofthe revelation of the truth reverberate and continue toreverberate throughout the Earth for gernerations tofollow, awakening even thosepeople who had nodesire to beawakenedto thetruth."I've met God across his long walnut desk with his diplomas hanging on the wall behind him, and God asks me, "Why?" Why did I cause so much pain? Didn't I realize that each of us is a sacred, unique snowflake of special unique specialness? Can't I see how we're all manifestations of love? I look at God behind his desk, taking notes on a pad, but God's got this all wrong. We are not special. We are not crap or trash, either. We just are. We just are, and what happens just happens. And God says, "No, that's not right." Yeah. Well. Whatever. You can't teach God anything."