Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Who are you?

To The Reader: When the night falls, and everything is wrong, we all get the chance to redeem ourselves of the day just withstood.
To Myself: Don't drink so fucking much.
What the fuck?
The only way to get across my view points on things, is to actually express said view points...So I'm going to do that. Basically, when life begins, our brains start to function, flow, create, destroy, produce, reduce, & more. Upon consumption of material (physical or not), the brain starts to develop specific patterns that flow into our childhood. Going through childhood, you begin to learn many things, like your primordial instinct to defend yourself; or your instinct to become attracted to the opposite sex (or same sex for whomever may have gone through that). Either way, you begin to take on new experiences, on a regular basis even. The creating of new brain cells starts to hit a "mass-production" of sorts. Not too far from this period, is your teenage years. Where you start to participate, closely, into some sociological drama. This drama fills your life for a few years, whether that drama be working, gaming, dating, fighting, doing drugs, whatever. Eventually, you begin to learn to cope with the drama, and even begin your journey forward into a new life. You're finishing high-school now. You've just about fully matured & your brain functionality is at an all-time high. Being a senior in high-school is exciting, but when you've gone and taken 18 years to get there, the pedestal isn't as high as it had always seemed. Life isn't the big blurb you always thought it was. People, on an indefinable level, want you to be challenged. Whether or not they do anything intentionally, they are here to "bring you down" (how cliche, right?). That's not saying all people are evil, or all people are evil unintentionally, but that at this point, you've learned that you need not worry about the little things that go on, and enjoy the little things that are appeasing. In the end, life is a bouncing cavalcade, which throws the curve balls of irregularity.

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