I'm still poor. I still don't have anything in my life that the world would say makes me a success. I'm not married. Don't have a girlfriend and not really sure if I want one. As I've said before I'm not rolling in cash. Don't own a home, land, car, jet, or have anything named after me. My faith is still strong but in some weird ways that I'm sure most devote believers would look upon as not really having any faith at all. Hell. I've foregone the entire set of rules and marching in line for so long that I don't think I'll ever go back. The squares can have their pablum. I'm searching for real meat in my life finally. And it is in that that I'm writing...finding growth and peace in the ability to grow are my only missions now. Everyone and everything else just gets in my way.
Certainly there are those out there reading this (and there can't be much because I never hear from any of you) that are thinking this is the exact thinking that leads a person down a path of human secularism. But the truth is I know God. In my own personal way I mean. I know that I'm blessed and happy and wanting to share that joy and the experience of life with everyone. Maybe there are those of you out there that live these finite lives defined by a normal set of standards and you can't help but choke on the envy. Tell me one thing you have that I don't and perhaps we'll talk...what do you really "have"? Right now I see the world as mine and daily I'm learning to shirk off the burdens that make me male, American, human, etc.
My new job is just another one of these things that proves daily my life is good. I could have settled for more hours making about the same money at one of a 1000 mind-numbing jobs but I've decided at this point that the message of our fathers is wrong. It is time to embrace the dream. A lot of people went out of their way in my life to kill my dreams. Whether it was simple words that caused self-doubt or the actions of venomous man, I found that I was surfing around in this limbo for the last few years where dreams were only for the privileged. In the end this led me to search for all those things as filler to help me cope. And I'm seeing this thing for what it is now. We are all this coping machine. It is coping that has become our mantra for who should ever succeed. That would throw off the natural balance of things.
Be it a fuck, snort, smoke, view, read, or whatever; it is all a means to cope in life and when man sees someone do it differently that just can't be. Well I'm here to say it can and is happening. While I love many of you and am indifferent to some I can honestly say I don't need any of you. I value you but I need other humans in my life for vindication about as much as I need gills to breathe under water. Don't hear me wrong. Love, value...relationship is about the best thing you can have in life. I just know relationship as a function now...a means to an end which sounds selfish but really isn't. Growth...being the best we can be...is really in everyone's best interest. I just know that it is in my dreams, my aspirations, my failings, winnings, stumbles, and accolades nothing else really matters in a person's life. The rest is just peripheral...fluff.
So I'm chasing my dreams despite appearances and those things that would poison my mind from running after this with all I've got. My dream won't look like yours but I ask you to really ask...who is happier? In the end my plans are within reach...I'm growing and experiencing the human condition like never before. Best of all I don't fret the bullshit. And it all trickles down...my health has improved, I'm making better choices, and I don't feel like there is any lack in my life that will make it better. It is all just adding to this place we all search for our full lives: fulfillment. Good night...
Jack
