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Ok i'm really going to update this now.. I really don't know who am I.. No thats
not entirely true.. I know who I am, but I don't know who I want to be. Am I the
lover? The fighter? The weak? The strong? The savior? The destructor? I just don't
know. I was born in New York in 1975.. A very strange year indeed. The year when
Microsoft was formed I believe. Which is ironic considering thats where I am today.
I lived in New york till I was about 5 I believe.. Things that far back get fuzzy
after a while.. Anywho.. At that point, my parents relocated to florida taking me
with them. As fate would have it, this is where I would spend the next 10 years of
my life. A life i wouldn't call exactly easy. I'm not sure what happened to me in
my childhood. The only things i really remember are the fights I got in with my parents.
The women that broke my heart. And the friends that betrayed me. The nights of
running away from home, and the days being high on anything I could find. But believe
me, there were good times also, but it seems like no matter what happens the mind blocks
out the happiness to replace it with the darkness. It is human nature to want to
change how things happen in life. Who would want to go back and change what did go
right?
I could make this into some stupid biography of what happened to me through my life
and all the mistakes I made, and all the regrets I had. Or I could make it some
happy dill little biography about how everything turned out for the good at the end, since
I am okay now, and better off than most people my age. However, i'm going to do
neither. I don't think anything I've done in my past reflects on who I am today. I
don't think looking at the past will help me or you survive today. I look back
at me just a couple years ago which you can actualy read below, and the me of that
day is gone. They say you get wiser and smarter with age.. I think you get blinded
and controled as you get older so you believe such thing. A mind is a horrible thing
to waste. So on that note, let me ramble to see if I can give you a glimpse into
my mind..
I love the beach. I love music. The sounds of music carry the soul into places
neither words nor sight could fathom. I love the darkness within the night. The
empty hollowness that returns without missing a beat. I love the idea of love, the
concept which we spend a lifetime searching for, but for most, never even realize when
it is truely sitting in front of us. I love the sand beneath my feet as it allows
me to form it while walking into the sunset. I believe anyone can do anything...
After this many years, and after so many failures I still believe that every person
controls his or her own destiny, that no one can have a reason for failing. Success
is not something given, it is something taken. You cannot sit by the wayside and expect
it to give you a free ride. I believe in the passion of the game. You must enjoy
what you do or why do it at all?
I believe that we are not alone in this world, I do not however, believe in God.
I do not understand why its okay for a woman to decide if a unborn child has a right
to live, yet his father could not make either of those choices. I see society
destroying itself every day. The shootings, the drug dealers, the disease..
You see, I am a very simple person with complex thoughts. Simplicity is the basis
of everything. Break everything down to an object, and thats what you have.. Life
at its purest form.