Wanted: Originality

Humans, above all other living creatures known on Earth, are the most common and most interesting species to observe. More importantly, I find the most intriguing body part in the human body is the brain. Think about it. The brain constitutes how one can immediately go from dying of laughter to complete sadness in an instant. It retains our thoughts, memories, emotions, and our aspirations of what we hope to be someday.

Think of our brain as the ultimate entertainment center. You take in sounds, like a huge batch of speakers, there's a clear visual in real-time, which is the flat screen, and then you have the hardware. The hardware is the input information that you're putting into your brain to produce all of these things your brain manages. It dictates the "you" today, tomorrow, and 5 years from now.

What you do with this entertainment center is monumentally up to you. It is only the hardware. People, in ourselves, are the driving force behind this entertainment center. We are the ones that experience life-changing, fearful, or critical moments in our lives.

So how do we draw the line between fitting in with the "crowd" and pressing for originality? There's a gray area there that we have to overcome at our own paces. If you want to push yourself to be more outgoing, do so, but only for the intentions of your own. Don't do it to fit in.

For the past 2 months, I've hung out with many people. Some leave a negative impact on me. Others don't. The ones I prosper around encourage and raise my self-esteem to a whole different level. Exponentially, does this last? I would say not. It is not natural for someone to be too "overly optimistic". There are several factors to always disrupt this specific "flow" of things in one's life. It's what you choose to do that will determine what will happen in the end game.

What is originality anymore anyways? "Thinking outside the box" is a very common term that I stride for. It is visually appealing when we're all thinking outside our usual norms of thinking levels because it challenges us to push our own limits. Think of what would happen if Thomas Jefferson would have never thought of the Declaration of Independence. His "thinking" wouldn't have forged the foundations of the America we have today. And to that, we owe him a thunderous applause. It's the least we can do....

So on that note, I'll end with something thoughtful, yet profound. I challenge others out there in the world to find your own "originality". There is something in everyone that makes them who they are. Even myself. I draw upon the best qualities of my friends and mix in some spice from my "wild card" persona. And there you get me.
Think of all the things that constitute who you are. I'm not talking the things you've done or the people you know. Really put out a mental sweat and think of 5 different elements that make up the "you" in this world that oppresses those against the "norm" , and leaves them to wither to wind back where they started.

Last thing:
Poem of the day! I continue my series of poems as I continue my quest away from facebook, the plague of all intersocial networks on the interwebs!

Anger

Violent storms
Roll through the mountains
Thunder curses the heavens
Blood is boiling

Sunlight fades
Shadows take over
Hope withers
All is gone

No way back
Spirit low
Away to black

End.

My multiverse version of myself would die in laughter...

Here I was back then. Maybe I was around 12-15 but I didn't know any better right? I was just enjoying the simple things in life. Like avoiding taking pictures from my parents when they tried to catch me off guard. Life was good.
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Here is yours truly now. Nothing much has changed for me. Except that I learn as I live in my life. And that is a lesson in itself. I sit there somewhat smiling in my dorm room at my other college I transferred to. Life can't get better? Well not quite....

Besides beginning a new chapter in my life, I have new perspective on things. If you ever took the time and looked back at yourself between the past and the present, you could either notice one of two things:

1. You haven't really changed much at all. No maturity level, no sense of morality, nothing.
2.You have changed exponentially. For better or worse.

In a way, I'm a mix of the two persona. One, there's the mature, more consistent and thoughtful me. And then there's the child in me waiting to manifest itself again to value what is important overall in life. Enjoying life, because you only have one and it goes by so fast it will make your head spin.

I'd like to quote a very good band that really hits home every time I hear them.
"I want to have the same last dream again
The one where I'm awake and I'm alive"
-Angels and Airwaves-The Adventure

For some odd reason, every time I listen to this song, I get goosebumps. Yes, they're a progressive alt-punk band, but they speak with purpose, conviction, and compassion. Those lyrics alone make me reexamine my entire position every time I hear this song anywhere, whether it be on the internet, pandora, the band on tv itself, or anything.

Besides the point, I have yet begun to live. This entire time, up to now, I've been so obsessed with impressing girls, fitting in, and finding more friends than ever since I've transferred to a bigger campus. But that isn't me. The Charle dying to manifest inside is the writer. The artist. The goofball. The friend. The shield. The fighter of injustice. The vigalante. He is everything I'm not right now. But that ends here.

I have already begun the process of transition. I have cut back on facebook, and other obsessive ties with the internet world. I choose to express them throughout the form of drawings, writings(such as this) and reflection upon music.

If everyone in their lives would take 10 minutes to themselves each and every day, it would make them a happier person. I guarantee it.

The whole essence of "finding yourself" has always been misunderstood to me for a very long time. I'm not trying to be modest, but I've been a writer all along. Maybe not so much an artist, but my canvas was the internet. And whomever would reach out to a incomprehensible soul, searching for his own purpose in life. And here I am.

And in all honesty, my writing now sucks bad compared to what I was writing in the past. This isn't even respectable right now. The things I wrote were truly drilled within my soul, and spilled out upon here to express how I was exactly feeling. This just seems like a cheap b-grade horror movie that has good intentions, but doesn't quite cut the cheese. Not like that...

Here's the beginning also of a series of poems that will describe my journey throughout these two weeks of trial, endurance, and reflection. The first poem is inspired by true events:

Free
The hand is lifted
Weight is gone
Pain remains
Just move on

Shrouds of shadow
Echoes of past
Rage arrives
Never it lasts

Path narrows
Direction forward
No regrets
Peace walk toward

It may not make any sense, but it is genuine. And written from the heart. I'll continue to post more poetry and other inciteful writings as the weeks progress. Let's just all hope I'm still here in one piece haha.
Day 1 is down the drain. Bring on Day 2!

Not sure whether or not I'll update weekly or bi weekly, but I'll keep this going until my trial of facebook hiatus is done.

Thanks to all who took the time to read this. Later!

Ready to be new again

I am the rookie. I am the guy that is new, inexperienced, unnoticed, and waiting. I have the untapped potential to seize the day and make it mine. This is my story and it begins now.

Hello everyone. I am turning over a new leaf in my life. Why the sudden change? Many reasons to be exact.

But in order to understand where I'm coming from, one has to accept and deal with his past demons. So, if you really have time to read this, I welcome all comments and feedback.

This all started with college. A new beginning. New friends. New environment. I was so sick of the word "new" that I'd rather prefer the familiar environments I've grown accustomed to, like my boring hometown(excluding my parents). With the many "new" things heading my way, I felt overwhelmed.

I was transferring to a new school. Trying to branch out to new friends. Got new room mates. All within the first couple of days. And it didn't stop there. New classes. New people. Actually, 50,000 other people. Didn't know what to expect. And they didn't expect me to make it this far. I didn't even expect to make it this far.

Here I am today. 21 years old. Single. Still don't know what I want in life. And I've forgotten where I've come from. I have forgotten the little things in my life that have made me happy. The essentials: God, friends, video games, writing, drawing, and shooting movies. These are the things away from the troubles of corrupt graduate students, trying to impress the ladies, and fitting in this "crowd" of the social norm that everyone expects you to do.

This will change. I am standing firm in my own beliefs, my own ways, and who I am in principle. I am sticking to my essentials in life and I know if I hold onto them, they'll get me where I need to be. I don't need the luxuries of facebook and worries of girls to get in my way every time I need more in my life.

Don't get me wrong: girls are wonderful. One hug alone from them can completely change your whole mood for one day. But alas, not everyone is fortunate to embrace a friendly hug from a pretty girl ever day. It would be blasphemous.

Now is the present. I live in the moment. Not in the past. Not worrying about the future. I am starting a new.
So beginning today, I officially quit facebook. For two weeks. If things go well, I'll bump it up to a month. If they don't, I'll continue my dronal life, keeping tabs on people.

Wish me luck. Because I'll need it!

Oh, and I watch this every time I'm down. Or want to be inspired.
It works!

Good night and live well world.
I will keep tabs on my progress away from facebook on here. If it's vitally important for those who take interest in my life anyways...
There will be tons of projects on the way to occupy my time away from facebook. I'm talking tons and tons of photoshop. Might even do after effects. Simple projects, nothing major until I get back on my feet.