The changes of my life
This year was the product of my determination. The product of making myself to react. For some people some achievements are just a style of life, a way to pass through life, they are so successful and well related that going from here to there is just the same as breathing, eating, praying or begging in some cases.
For me is none of those, I am a bunch of defects, a huge amount of them; maybe I do have many more than those who surrounds me. I fail even when buying a plane ticket and making schedules, my life is full of distraction and my brain is a bundle of incoherent ideas, images, lines, spaces about almost everything of everything. For me a drop of honey is the same as society and not because their sweetness of course not. This is who I am a wild type.
I was never smart enough to have the best grades. I wasn't the best student nor the most popular or the skilled and outstanding one at school. I was always rebel complex, untamed and dense one, the one who stood up with clumsy words and bitter truths and tried to say something, the one who everybody laughed due of the "incoherent" speech or burning words.
And many things are the same today. But I am still alive, and with a lot of insight. I have never been so determined to keep my quest towards the ways of discover, the discover of the world and every mechanism that attains my needs to imagine and smile at the beauty of world organization.
What I possess in my life are feelings. I am a big bag of them. Sensations, sometimes uncontrollable, thoughts in the middle of the night that takes my sleep off. Reacting to the storm inside, controlling them to behave pushing myself into double strategies; to keep myself in control and achieve the objectives I want. This is because when you are born with this embroiled mind reacting is the only thing you do, pretty much like a frog, feeling instinctively, deciding with my guts. In time I have had to learn to gain control, reason over feelings, be systematic and organized, for me these concepts are unnatural and beautiful, I have had to learn to make some deductions and jump the hill to the crowded sea.
I wonder what is next, what comes forward. I love the present and the past. But I have a great obsession with the future.
For me is none of those, I am a bunch of defects, a huge amount of them; maybe I do have many more than those who surrounds me. I fail even when buying a plane ticket and making schedules, my life is full of distraction and my brain is a bundle of incoherent ideas, images, lines, spaces about almost everything of everything. For me a drop of honey is the same as society and not because their sweetness of course not. This is who I am a wild type.
I was never smart enough to have the best grades. I wasn't the best student nor the most popular or the skilled and outstanding one at school. I was always rebel complex, untamed and dense one, the one who stood up with clumsy words and bitter truths and tried to say something, the one who everybody laughed due of the "incoherent" speech or burning words.
And many things are the same today. But I am still alive, and with a lot of insight. I have never been so determined to keep my quest towards the ways of discover, the discover of the world and every mechanism that attains my needs to imagine and smile at the beauty of world organization.
What I possess in my life are feelings. I am a big bag of them. Sensations, sometimes uncontrollable, thoughts in the middle of the night that takes my sleep off. Reacting to the storm inside, controlling them to behave pushing myself into double strategies; to keep myself in control and achieve the objectives I want. This is because when you are born with this embroiled mind reacting is the only thing you do, pretty much like a frog, feeling instinctively, deciding with my guts. In time I have had to learn to gain control, reason over feelings, be systematic and organized, for me these concepts are unnatural and beautiful, I have had to learn to make some deductions and jump the hill to the crowded sea.
I wonder what is next, what comes forward. I love the present and the past. But I have a great obsession with the future.
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