"giving up, knowing that the end is near is hopeless. retreating from the inevitable is but a part of my culture that i've seen with my own eyes. with the range of age around my aspirations, males and females feel that achievement of goals should and must be made. now the generation next have no one really to look up to. busy people ignore the one's calling out. why can't we just leave everything be, and shoot for the gold from the dreams that we imagined since we were young. i do. i see my goal fading and coming. by my end, i see a clear, concise image of what lies in front of me. until it surpasses my direction, my view is straight-foward. i see my goal. i see my future endeavor. i see my next obstacle." -key meaning:::Don't give up. to Whiskers. This is for you.