Your calling.

What is your calling?
Don't know if this is the kind of answer you're looking for, but generation after generation the men in my family, which now includes my own son have been farmers. Sod busters, each and every one. Except that is for me. I'm a photographer. I didn't set out to be one mind you, it's just my calling.
 
There is a poster in my room that I wake up to every day.
Wha? That must be really annoying! If I woke up every day with someone from Interfaith Org in the room, I'd want to know what the •••• was going on! (I'd bet it's be Will, demonstrating astral projection just to wind me up!!!)

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Watched a TV documentary last night about a bus depot in South London. There is something like 60 ethnic groups represented among cleaners, mechanics, drivers, etc.

One guy (driver) was a prince from Ghana ... a woman who fled her Caribbean homeland, leaving a 9-month-old baby behind, because the child was not her husband's and he was going to kill her — she was given at 13, after undergoing FGM at the age of 9 ... another who fled Hungary after resisting the Russian invasion ... so many stories by people at 'the bottom of the food chain' as it were, who had so little, who had suffered so much, lost so much, sacrificed so much ... and their message was the same: Live for today!
 
I am seeking the truth to my existence, oh and of course the voices in my head.

Powessy
You know, this might be the most succinct and the most genuine post I have ever read. Thank you for that!
 
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