I was nobody; my thoughts to myself were my best friends. They understood me, what I wanted to accomplish, my fears, my everything. Then I figured out who I was, I knew their was always something hiding out in me that I did not understand. Finally after years of emotional struggle, and the pure mental hell of breaking through the shell of life that had somehow held me away from the beautiful world that lay before me, I was happy. Life itself had a new meaning, I remember making the statement “For me, the process of learning to understand, express to, and enjoy; yourself and all that surrounds you, is the true act of living.”
That realization set a new course for my life. I had never understood how fulfilling it was to interact so closely and openly with the world. Before this I had always been of the assumption that my little world was the only thing that was real. “The Wonder Years” the best example of how I lived my life, although safe it becomes extremely lonely, I wish that I could meet someone that could communicate with me on that intimate level, brutally honest and yet truly wanting the best for each other. I imagine finding comfort in letting someone else into that lonely shell, that hiding place that I grew up in, and I always run to when struggles put me out of that bliss, that momentary high, between times of trouble.
I love my life; I put a lot of effort into preserving the memories of the present and the past, so I can continually learn from them. I really have no idea what my realistic goal for my time in this existence is, I don’t have any clear dreams or wishes. But there are many ideas, or parts of them anyway, that I have heard of throughout my life that I really think would add to the list of “learning experiences” I have now.
Emotion beyond expression is the highest form of life I can strive for, even though I do not know how to achieve this. Maybe one day I can trace my life of, steps down the wrong roads, and see the reason for my actions.
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There is no true genius, without a touch of madness...Seneca
The pinnacle moment of any artform, including rock and roll, is that instant when the artist inspires the audience to a greater vision of life...Ed Kowalczyk