Religion
I have no idea what I am about to write. (Automatic writing) Its that sense of the unknown that carries me forward, knowing that the further I contemplate and explore the artistry of 'in-hindsight' I pursue a higher, bona-fide perspective. I believe that where I am now, could exemplify a distressing episode of my life that I think I had to go through, in order to gain a vital lesson, in the game of love. Love is not my speciality, I am too quick to open up to mousy outsiders to my personal bubble, and therefore, granting fickle imaginary troubles. I have discovered the ingredients I need for my survival, that is cardinal to my functioning in society and as a human being. I really feel that these are the building blocks to elevating the compassion amongst people from those on the streets to those in mansions. Yes, I can honestly admit that I have had a taste of both worlds in my short presence. I often wish I could go back to school and be a totally different person. May be...