Its that time of the year folks. Just as a warning, somethings may offend, others may shock...I don't want you to flame me so just zip it if its wholly negative. Constructive critisism is appreciated, negative flaming is NOT. And now...on with the show.
On the Nature of People
Today coming home from a lovely lunch with my mom and grandma I started takling about the nature of people and their lives, I made the point that who honestly aspires to working in a supermarket? Sure its ok for Uni students or A-Level students to do it, but you shouldn't be thinking at 45 that Tescos Sales Manager is a good career path and a good, main source of income. Yet I see people do it all the time.
Why would you think that living in a smelly, small cramped flat was a good way to live? How could you smoke and drink heavily all the time and spend hundreds of pounds on these things and then moan to the Government you haven't any money?
Who in their right minds considers that acceptable living?
Why do people CHOOSE suffering...why?
On the Nature of reality
This is how I see reality at the moment. Reality is a choice. It is a projection of our consciousness. NOT our thoughts. Our Consciousness, oru existance perpetuates reality. Or should I say, MY existance. As far as my reality goes you are not real. But other people also hold this. You have your own realiy in which you live. I am merely a pawn in your reality. But in MY reality, your are the pawn.
Flying, psychokinesis, super speed, super strength...these are not the realm of fiction. They are wholly attainable if we know how to think. If we know how to act.
On the Nature of Me
I am me. I exist as and of myself. I am the Creator, the Destroyer and the Watcher. I am Me. I am who I choose to be. Regardless of external influence. My reality is a reflection of my imperfect thoughts. My VERY imperfect thoughts. I am a boy, I am 16, I enjoy discussing things that make adults recoil into pre-set barriers of hate and repulsion. I discuss things that make my peers stare at me as though I am crazy. Yet I am also fun-loving and in many respects, wholly normal. I have just finished my GCSE exams and await the results. But I do not fear the outcome like some do. I wait expectantly, but I do not care for what I get. IF they are good, then my life moves on in one way, if they are not so good (Unlikely) then I must revaluate my position and re-do them next year.
I am removing fear from my reality slowly and surely. I fight with confidence in Karate, and I stand proud to be me most of the time. I wear what I choose, I eat what I choose, I DO what I choose and no one can stop me because I CHOOSE. Chocie is the key word in my life. Before I had very little choice, ironically because I chose to have little choice, but now I choose more choice and thus, more choice there is.
When WE choose, we open up reality to a new level, each choice affects the world like a ripple in a pond, ever expanding, never stopping. You are the Stone and the ripples are your choice.
When I chose to fight without fear. The Fighting itself changed, It was no more a thing I should fear. It was eagerly awaited. I shook with anticipation of it because I knew deep down I could win. I choose to win and I did. I fought ferociously, each punch, kick, sweep...all of it was better. I was bigger, stronger and faster than ever before, I blocked with precision and never retreated. Why? Because in one week I improved physically? No. Because I mentally changed.
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Thus ends the rant. Enjoy
