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Looking Glass

I’m not that difficult to figure out. To some, it would seem that I am a walking paradox. What can truly be drawn from me just by an encounter? Most people think I am serious or reserved, quiet. It is true that I don’t really engage people as often as it would seem. I do work at a customer service based retail store, yet I could be classified as an introvert, though I’m an ambivert. All of this being written, it brings me once again to truly analyze who I am as an individual.

We are our biggest and harshest judges. My life was never sunshine, rainbows, and puppy dogs-though I did have a couple of puppies. This is all the case with me recently. I have been contemplating where I am now. Indo not regret my choices because it has allowed me to grow and meet certain people. What I do know is that my life could be better than what it is now.

We all look through a looking glass and ask the simple questions of life. We truly don’t see or recognize our worth as individuals, unless it is acknowledged by others. In this day and age we have a twisted notion that social media validates who we are. Which in all honesty is completely worthless, social media highlights that is. Who you are can only truly be seen by those around you physically as well as yourself. Whatever image you wish to portray on anything else, especially digitally, will only hold the weight of vanity. Though in some forms it can be percieved as reality, because of the fruits being visibly seen by others but it can only truly be validated by yourself. In the end, you know the truth and if you live a lie, yojr life would seem empty and void and seek the validation elsewhere.

I have learned to appreciate who I have become and though I can look at the looking glass and ask questions, I know I can change what I see. This should all be the case for the world we now face, when we look away from the looking glass and out to the world. Know who you are and what you see. What is reflected in the eyes of others is not what is reflected in your own.

Into the Storm

Clouded hues masked in light. Nights surrounded within an ominous sight. Ripples across space and time. Upon a dream of oceans, riding tides. Echos seen as tales of an epic voyage sought. The darkened horizon casts its shadows. Reflection moving unclear and blurred. Wavering weather wrestling whispers, whistling wishes watered with windy waves. Sailing through, bound to what is beyond, Into the storm.

Fueling the Fire

I like to take time and discuss various topics with certain people. There are the rare moments I have where I truly let my opinions known. I try to hold and portray the truth, as much as I can. I found myself discussing before the various things that go on in this world. We have the art industry, music, marketing, and etc.

I was talking with a friend of mine and he concluded music nowadays sounds like a nursery rhyme and people are stuck in a trancelike state. Fueled by dopamine released during the whole process, plus chemicals we ingest or partake, there is no surprise the state we are in as people, complete slow degradation. But we “have” to call it art, only cause it sells or is the prominent choice of the sheeple, that is society today.

We continuously return to our primal nature, fed to activate the same drives, then claim we are free, fueled by hate and division, imprisoned by desires, still clinging to the past while never truly changing the present, to impact our future. This is the state of the world we live in. We have returned or embraced the stoic ideology, the Hellenistic system, while losing our humanity, and believing ourselves to be gods in the end.

It is very easy to hold to our own opinions. If I was to continue to hold to my own, I would hardly associate myself with people. Most people would try to discredit some of the things I discuss if I presented the conspiracy approach, though I am displaying truth, because they’ve been trained to automatically stereotype people based on what they are taught through media and school. The conspiracist is seen as a tin foil nut or the Christian as a fool.

There is a general programming being done that we are unaware of. Without us really thinking about it, we are influenced by society, culture, and what is being instilled is an agenda. It isn’t a theory but what we can see with the passing of time. The Romans would use “bread and circuses”. While as well, ae are slowly being taught that emotions or to “care” means we are weak. Men are shown as strong and courageous with no emotions wavering over them. But this is not the case, to feel is to be human; to have our own thoughts and feelings, is what separates us as individuals and what truly allows us to come together as a society is how, based upon what is fed into us or we learn, can benefit or hurt those around us.

We are an ever changing people, though history tends to repeat itself. We need to begin to comprehend the direction we are heading and instead of trying to set ourselves apart, come together and truly bring change, while learning our value and not letting our egos over encompass our lives. To have emotions but never become consumed by them or completely removing them. Don’t be scared to be human, accept your humanity and within all of that, see the beauty not only in yourself but others. Your individualistic attributes can benefit us all as a whole, we are people, the human race.

Abstract

Let’s lay it all down on the table. I consider painting and drawing a hobby. I didn’t go to school for it and I didn’t really make a lot of art before. I did go to school for graphic design; spent a few years doing freelance and have a substantial amount of work for portfolio. All of this being said, I now got interested in abstract art.

The style of art seems to intrigue me and it has helped me express myself. I remember my girlfriend telling me I usually stick to anime or manga style when I drew. When I picked up a job request, I designed a graphic with abstract that they wanted, since then, I continued.

All the pics I shared here are my own creation as of late. I’ve been incorporating my design and digital skills with what I wish to express using abstract. Though I do believe strongly that we don’t really hold to a set of style, it seems my work is categorized into that style.

For now, I shall grow as an artist and you guys will see my art not only through the words but a piece of art that I felt compelled to make based on the subject or poem.

Inspire and Aspire Change

Breathe in, breath out.

I am currently at work right now and the small plaque on the wall seemed to call out to me. I snapped a quick picture and the words seem to now flow from within. Inspire. We hear the word all throughout life and to see its meaning now, it has sparked “inspiration”.

As people, it is common in this day and age to bring others down. I’ve noticed that we now have become comfortable as people and bought into the mainstream news format, fear. Because of all of this, we feel safe or when others do not share our points of views, we see ourselves as to a higher standard. Not everyone is like this, but for the most part, we have been conditioned to hold to ourselves greater than our neighbor.

This brings me back to seeing the word inspire. Since the beginning of my blog, I swore it would be used to inspire others or motivate them. Not only has it been a continuously process but it has allowed me to grow as a man. Inspire is a verb, in so being the case, I take action. It is always easy to speak or post eloquent words into existence but does it hold on its own or come with a deep foundation, understanding, and etc?

What I am trying to convey is that to truly inspire others, We have to remove this egocentric behavior we hold and truly help others. Not only must we change but because of inspiration, we allow the world to kove forward as an evolving race, intended to continue to a better future. Each man, woman, and child, has a dream, we are called to accomplish these dreams. So let us not continue in rivalry or hate but come together and inspire one another as people, beyond words but action.

Priceless Value

“Don’t take anyone for granted.”

The words echo in my mind as I write this. We are so quick to present to others our own importance that we forget that others hold a special value themselves.

My girlfriend recently made me food and knowing how I am, I hardly eat but the moment she surprised me, I was shell shocked. Imagine being actually hungry and not wanting to spend anything and someone gives you food-that was me. It isn’t even someone as small as that but also what and how she is to me.

All of this has brought me to really look at everyone individually. Like what do they mean to me. Friends and families we keep close but still we forget that everyone has touched us in a small way. Everyone is connected and who we consider special, others can consider strangers and vice versa. When we step back and see how connected we all are, we start to come together instead of tearing eachother down.

Yet this is not the case in society. We are continuously pounded with a racial identity as well as a stereotype that has been embedded since birth or the cultures integration in the media. I for one am not one who can properly explain all of this but I can say that people in general, or a person, has value.

It doesn’t matter how small of a person in the status or title they claim to hold or are seen with. We try to create a divide as a ruling class or people yet never realize that of you were to remove all clothing, structure and place us in the wild, we are just people trying to survive. Doesn’t matter color or race, we are so quick to divide and categorize eachother.

Now, though I speak as to the value of all, our individuality shows a value as well. Like my girlfriends example, she is probably the only person I have met who seems to understand me completely. I can’t really explain it but evwrything doesn’t seem forced but seems to flow and just with her listening to my rants, being able to be silent with her, talk to her, laugh, she is priceless, yet is very dear to me.

What I am trying to convey is to truly see people for not only who they are but what they mean to you. People make mistakes and no one is perfect but everyone is still important to someone, doesn’t matter what you may think of them. As Well, learn to never forget your own value. Be blessed.

Looking at the Words Written

They tell you in life to keep looking forward. ‘Never turn back’ is actually a motto to some people. Taking time to reflect upon certain things has led me to write this article.

Yesterday I was rereading certain poems and entries that I wrote for the blog. I could see how much I’ve improved as well as how much I needed to take time and seriously look at my work. I tend to look at life and reflect upon the lessons learned but this is included it in it. I don’t know how many times I facepalmed myself as I saw common mistakes, words being used, even punctuation mistakes. Like I’ve stated, I’ve never taken a creative writing class and all I have to work with is practice, workshops I may attend and tips, tricks, etc, I can pick up. I do seriously want to be a successful writer.

I was asked the question again, if I didnt get paid, would I still write? Of course I would, this is a huge part of who I am now. I honestly can’t see myself living a life and not being able to write. In saying this, I want to take this more seriously. I have been cutring out key things that do not allow me the time to write, social media, gaming, and etc. So far the cuts have been quite helpful and I have written more than before-even though I haven’t been posting as much as I should, here. But the reality is, I am not forcing myself to write, I just feel a need to write and everything else is a distraction that does not benefit my choice to do so or my life as a whole.

Even with rereading my work before it is posted, I also need to carefully examine what I say or do. My words truly have the power to change someone, as well as myself. I am not a child or a teenager, I am an adult and I will continue to grow, leading others and influencing them, based on the choices I am making now. And so I also encourage people to do the same. Look back and see where you are going and What you need to do to change and truly pursue your goals.

Loving A Writer

“Don’t fall in love with a writer, for you will fall in love with their words”

I remember reading that quote and a part of me shattered. I couldn’t understand why someone would be so quick to mention this. I was quickly racing through every word ever written to see if it was true. Were my words a facade or mask? I kept reading to then have them state that when a writer declares they love, you become a project. Again, my heart started pounding, was I lie?

I have written countless poems about love and even written notes, articles, and etc about the subject. I have had 2 relationships where I was fully aware that I was a writer, as well. Unlike what most people like to say, being a writer has dramatically revealed to me the importance of words, as well as the weight each word holds. I don’t just write or speak about things as lightly as I did before. I don’t need to place eloquent words or be perceived as an intellectual because I want to be understood or draw people to truly grasping what I’m conveying.

I have been in love and I continue to love even now, as I get involved with different relationships, like friendships, even an intimate one with my girlfriend now. I remember her saying how she has never woken up to a poem being written to her and it dawned on me that my inspiration is drawn from life. It is not that people become projects or a muse, but that my emotions, in its rawest form and pure, are shown. When I write, I bleed. This is the quote that has driven me to continue in this field. I was always keen to say that I was not an extreme romantic anymore but I do hold to true love, not showcased as society has placed it on a mantle.

As a writer I can state, don’t become afraid to fall in love with us, poets, artists, and etc. You will be the only people that get to see us in our truest self. We will show you the way that love is not perceived in its purest form but as well, we will love, knowing beauty transcends our art and is captivated in who you are as well. To love a writer means to know that our words are more than words but a part of who we are, for action is drawn from them. Learn to love a writer and be shown the world as an adventure.

Choices In Fate

We’ve heard the sayings ringing out like a choir performing an epic verse to a song, “If it’s meant to be, it will be” or even, “whatever is yours will find its way to you.”. The believers of fate proclaiming that fate drives us all to a predestined plan set in motion since the beginning of time. Others, who hold to a kore skeptical belief, swear we make our own destiny and fate, choosing the choices we make in life.

I will be honest in stating that I used to believe in fate. There were moments when I believed in luck but as my years have advanced, I know that for the most part, we choose our choices and life. Now this does not mean I’m a skeptical to a grand plan set by God. I have stated it before that I am a believer. I just know that things don’t just happen or that. Now sure, I can say that God has a plan for me and I can abide in His will, I also know I can choose to follow my own path.

I was recently discussing this with my girlfriend about how we can say that it was “fate” but in the reality is, we never truly know. I could have chosen 20 different paths or choices that would have had me working somewhere else or not even being able to meet her, for instance. I am not defined by where I am now but ultimately where I choose to be or do.

Ive heard and seen people get depressed or become anxious because they have stated that they are fated for greatness, everyone wants to be a star and yet never realize their own potential or limitations. Not everyone will be an entrepreneur, unlike what society teaches now. People are a collective that each, individually, come together to help us all come as a whole to what we call society. People that bag pur food, collect trash, teach our children, help maintain electricity to the city and etc.

I believe that fate is not essentially what the movies or people have claimed it to be. I feel like fate is but a word only when it is used in focus of the self, placing yourself as the god of your own world, an idol. Now I do believe, God will place certain people and situations but ultimately it is our choice to decide what we do when presented, this is in no way associated with salvation but in life. I still hold to the reformed mindset that we are saved by grace through faith but that faith is given to us when our hearts are opened, but this is my understanding of scripture. As the rest goes, I feel like we lose focus of the grand scheme, it is not about us, let fate to and live your life to the fullest and you will find the life that have pictured wouof be destiny.