Sunday, July 31, 2005

Why does reality suck so much?

The reason why reality sucks is because it repeats itself infinitely; reality is the daily drudgery that we are dragged through kicking and screaming every day. That is why some people reject the current reality and substitute their own. This is one of the many reasons why I write, to create my own reality, just a place where everything seems perfect, a place that you would not have to worry about anything. But unfortunately the current reality has a firm grip on us for the remainder of our lifetimes.

Thursday, July 28, 2005

The Human Mind

I use the human mind as my blank canvas to paint my world. I can make it as dark, blood spattered and gloomy as I want. Or I can make it as happy, bright, and care free as I want. The human mind has unlimited power, the choice though lies with the person who has the blank canvas for me to paint. I provide the detailed world for the person to imagine, but it is ultimately up to the person to create the world that I provide.

Friday, July 22, 2005

Im A Furry, so what?

After keeping this secret for the past 8 years, I have decided to go public with it. I declare, that I am a furry. You ask what the hell a furry is? Well let me fill you in. A furry is a person who likes to write, draw or role-play as animals that have human characteristics. Imagine a fox that walks on his hind legs (like a human), wears clothes (again like a human), and talks (like a human would). I feel that this is the only way that I can get things out of my head, I have been so afraid to tell my family this, but now I have decided to break that barrier. Now I do not care if my friends or family think I am strange, this is who I am, and I will always be like this no matter what people do or say. So if my friends, family, or future friends read this. Just accept who I am, and question it if you want. I am always up for a discussion.

Later, TxRx

Friday, July 15, 2005

Changes? mabey...

As I look back onto my life, I have noticed huge changes in my mentality. Back then I used to be extremely shy and closed to the world. Now I notice that I am extremely open and opinionated, I feel the need to express myself even grater than before, the need to prove my point much more than before. The most noticeable change in my mentality has occurred in the past few weeks. I am guessing that I am vying to be more independent, it seems that I am trying to prove myself. It just seems that I am trying to demonstrate that I can make my own decisions in my life, without the aid of my parents. Unfortunately though, I am bound under the law by being a minor. Even though I know it is for my own good, it is just really annoying at times.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

The delema...

As I write this blog, I have come across a dilemma. What it is, I don’t know at the moment. It is just a feeling that I am being pushed to an unknown path. The unknown path is not what concerns me though, it is what is pushing me that I am mainly concerned about. It has been recently that I have been feeling these major shoves that push me into this unknown direction. I have been more and more creative and expressive. I just don’t know why and for what? It just seems that someone has flicked a switch in me, because I find myself liking it more and more.

Sunday, July 10, 2005

Normal? Yeah right....

When I write, I have a goal. I aim for the reader to either be speechless, or the readers see things from my point of view. When I get either of those reactions from the readers, I know that my job is done. That is mainly why I put so much effort into writing. I have come so far in my lifetime, that it even surprises me. I have come from only so little to so much, why stop now? My ultimate goal in life is to become known as someone, not just a person. I want people to say, "Hey there is that boy" instead of "hey it’s a boy". My goal is to be abnormal, to be noticed, to become known.

Friday, July 08, 2005

It strikes again....

As I sit here killing my eardrums with music, I write this blog to relive myself from this boredom (mentioned in earlier posts) As I am writing this I feel a funky feeling inside. Like I need to do something, but I do not know what. I feel that I am going crazy or its just me being my normal self, or it is just something changing inside of me that I do no just understand. I sit here to find myself deeper and deeper into this change that is taking me into an unknown destination, if I knew what direction it was I would immediately go that direction. It's just finding that direction is the trouble right now.

I leave my thoughts on here because I feel it is just "right" for some strange reason, the feeling I get from doing this is a very strange one at that.