To begin this document, I must get comfortable.
My best is curated and
sustains when I am present within a pleasant moment. That is why I like to
share, its because I am very pro-social. My goals here are not to change
people but to sustain a sense of instinct and unleash a barrage of words that
may topple a stronghold
. I want to stay current and up to date without becoming JADED and
irrationally succumbing to a state of frenzy. Like figures of the past who did
something great while undergoing the intense pressure of social convention.
Ill tell ya one thing, the highs of frenzy are so very addicting and slippery. It’s
hard to see straight when you are alone and sad. They’re exists all sorts of
amplifiers, and that is why a rigid sense of the Truth makes so much sense:
to orient me.
I find myself writing and thinking about me me me too much I think this and I
believe fuck that. It’s super grating and im sure people notice… some would
say I display red flags of disorder and to them I say “we cant all be the
same” we are not. It’s enjoyable to say the least, to have a space where I
can be original and to be unconcerned with perception cause at the end of
the day, I know what im about, and there are no secrets!
You all will know how I feel, as irregular as it is, its weird to me how so often
that so many people whom claim virtue and socially progressive refuse to set
foot in a man’s shoes… I got a secret now:
its because they are incapable, they refuse, the mind isnt as open as they
say, It’s a ruse.
Im just gonna say some things:
one the history of the world is awesome, and you play a small part in
elevating the standard of The Human experience. There’s may be depression
and dark corners but hey, its time to transition, and I want to do that, I want
to earn a place with the writers whom shift minds and it starts with my
character and just what kind of perspective can I earn?
Second: that the me that writes and the me that exists day to day are
sometimes at odds, Im often home when in good company and you wont’
see me writing in good company. Cause im present not amassing a new
warhead, spitball ,or faux caliber pinpoint.
So ill close this like an extended tweet: don’t be like me and take feelings
seriously cause delusion and hysteria are not fun, ruining relationships sucks,
and especially when a little boy is involved. My intentions were to tell you
that the internet is stranger than fiction and to show you a talent, but albeit
under the influence of some mighty emotional struggle. I reject the notion
that you shall ignore a man who may deserve his pain. We all try to make it
in this life and im no mastermind
