This story seems Sad at times,but can be comical at other times, and down right Horrific.

Its the race of life. its what  every human being must do. We don't have a choice in the matter. we do have a choice how we pace our selves in this race also the path that we choose. " some people die, and some people cry on this race of life". 

This story is about two Indivudals who take a path that lies ahead is the mountain summit. they are both worthy to take a climb. then one day out of the blue the man starts  to cry River of  tears starts to form his way starts to get slipery then impossible to gain a footing. slowely but shurly the woman who was unaffected said to the man  " I must make my own way with some determination and will power you will over come your advirtisty and I shall go to a univertisity". with the passage of time the plank was removed and his footing stated to  hold he started to run like the wind he did so.  until he meet another woman who held hands together, they withered and tolled up that mountain side together days turned to years then  they had a bun in the form of a son. over time the man was captivated, could not move forward or backward so the  woman ran ahead without him but his son never left his side they both stayed and prayed till  the day they can run toghether up that mountain side. after many  years of running that race. they stayed as fly as any guy can on that race. also you must stay humble as a piece of pie and dont lie. on your personal race of life. until they cossed the summitt together ,it was not easy there race is becoming easier becasue of life lessons learned.

As Shur as shit the sun rises and sets you can bet on your race.  sometime you must get  on your knees and pray for a way that you might make it all the way.

 fill those lugs of air and  dont dispare.

A rolling stone gathers no moss.

you might do something against the law .

do some time for your crime.

In which the race never ends it continues on.

take some time to smell the roases it might be your only oppturnity.  becasue ounce your past of no return thier is no going back thoses experiences becomes memorries  just memories stuck back in your mind, just to visit never to stay you must keep goiing forward on your race. you must learn from history whille you run thats no meystry.

if you help a friend in need you dont know where it may lead.

so run for the gold before you get old.

you might come face to face with the devil dont stair him in the eye, guy. dont lounge around getting a tan.

 dot your I's and cross your t's throu out life you must be perciouse. listen to what I say you and do what ever you like it's your race of life. 

you think you got it going on, dont run on peoples lawn.

Run, run that race of life.

if you happen to take a headder get back on yur feet, it will get sweet.

you can run your  race up close, or in the  nude if  your in the  mood.

You can blast off to the moon, that would end the race soon.

you  can even cast the first stone or give  your dog a bone.

It's your  race of  life, you  can do  what  ever you like 

you  must have  to  pay  the price, a dime that comes in  time.

you might run into lady love, beware she might  stay  with  you for a while or a  mile. you  just  dont know until you try it you  might  like it.

don't waste your days thinking, its your  actions that  count stay strong keep moving on.

lay your  neck, take a rest, make it your  best sometimes you have to  relax on  the  race of life.

read these passages with  dignity, run your  race into  infinity 

your race is almost over..now make your ending count

try not to fix what was not broken, this is y last token.

put your hands to the sky and wave goodbye.

to the father, son and the holy ghost. thats what you  want the most.

The end of the race.