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A little something about me

I’ve dusted cobwebs from my shoulders, freeing myself from any discouragement to move forward. Artistic expression is my greatest inspiration. Crystal clear eyes see that we live in a beautiful world and from the moment I wake to the moment I sleep, I’m driven to make something of myself. Socialism is pleasant, but I prefer to exist as a solo unit, trotting along to my own individual rhythm. Washington often tries to beat me down with its ocean rain, but never again. Screaming out from the crest of the waves, I sunk when I knew I could swim. I dare not shade my eyes from this bright new dawn before me., Life is great, but your feet in my shoes are not something I recall. I consider myself to be terribly average with the potential to be much more complex. I'm not particularly gorgeous, but I'm not repulsive. I'm not a genius, but I'm not dimwitted. I'm an internal kind of person and I spend a majority of my life sitting alone inside my head. I walk with a haphazard plan of action, eager to send you an envelope of unfavorable devotion. Chopsticks prop my purse to create the appearance of abundance, but my exorbitant fear of ordering food will soon make it obvious that the solidarity of my person is inconsistent. I'll take what I can get, like innutritious school meat in a sloppy sandwich of surrogation., I sing in two bands named Strychnine Sally and Ray-Rey & Beejay. Music is the back-beat of my life and without rhythm, our world would be thrown off balance. I am very involved in school and most of all I enjoy it. The ability to learn is what keeps us humans ahead of the game; otherwise I imagine we would be slaves to monkeys. I believe that drawing and painting are the most aesthetic forms of expression because no one can accuse you of doing it wrong. Individual interpretation is what makes abstractness acceptable. Humor is the antidote to any sour situation. If one learns to laugh at oneself, they may handle tough times with much more ease. Loving is gratifying if you have plenty of time for walking on stilts at the edge of your mind. Loving is agreeable if his dick's made of wood and the dick left inside only half understands you. I had faith that loving was for me, but all it left me with is an aching heart and trust issues when my first love walked out on me. I’m currently taking my sweet time to enjoy youth and all it’s benefits, such as seasonal flings, outings with my closest friends, and taking advantage of all I may not have later on in life., Plato said, "an un-thought life is not worth living"; above the door of his school, the home of modern philosophy and reason in ancient Greece, were the words "Know thyself", except in Greek. But self-knowing, or at least the journey towards it, is such a double-edged sword. Knowing thyself in my experience so far, might as well have been “loathe thyself”, or “doubt thyself”, “disappoint thyself”, or a million other negative things. Thinking the way I do is torture, but the end of it is enlightenment. I refuse to stop thinking and I intend to stick with people who love me for it. Not necessarily for what I think, but for the fact that I do think., I might be better than worse, maybe even just as fine as well off. However, never quite as good as the best, but always better off than the worst. On second thought, grading by comparison is ever so often, a quite loose description... so to sum up and settle these smudges of indecision, I would say that in retrospect, I am happy with my current position.

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