I suppose since I have a blog, I should write in it.

For some reason, recently, I've been itching to write.  And I have no idea what it should say.  I suppose I should talk a bit about my evolution.

It's a few days from my birthday.  I'm reflecting on how greatly I've changed in the past year.  Last year this time I was in a dead-end situation.  I honestly couldn't see myself ever leaving that situation.  I was desperate and tired.  Now, I've revolutionized my life-- and it wasn't without tears and heartbreaking, and dramatic exits in airports, and feeling dead inside.  It was brutal, but I got through it and today, I'm much better in all ways than I was.  Although I'm alone for Christmas, which wasn't the case last year, I feel content and free.  Sometimes being in the company of others stifles one from being who he should be.  You know, one can become so loyal to the misery of a situation that it becomes who he is... and parting from that pain (even though outsiders looking in would say that's only logical) is.. in fact the hardest thing.  We're creatures of habit.

Well.. I intend to create new habits.  I intend to be the best Kyo that I can possibly be.  Whenever feelings of jealousy or negativity flood in, I remind myself that all I must do is be me.  I can't be anyone else.. and me trying to be another person only steals from humanity.  However you'd like to look at it, my consciousness is necessary in the grand scheme of life.  And although I can die tomorrow, the world is forever altered by the seemingly insignificant actions I took today.  That's why it's imperative to fulfill my part in this human evolution.  I heard a quote once (I think on The Secret) that said... we are the universe becoming conscious of itself.  If that's the case, and if we're indeed individuals, we shouldn't try to be a paradigm* of another.  It's paramount for the continuation of our development that we demand to be ourselves, and be that the best way possible.  It's those ppl who've stood apart in history, because they weren't the masses.  They were.. bold and brave enough to work it!

Well.. I think I'll meditate on that for a while.  Let's remember to bless each other with smiles and presence. (not presents, btw .. lol  i just noticed the possible pun there..)

*I just said paradigm because I've been reading Dilbert a lot lately.. and it's an on-going joke. :D

Hi y'all! :D  I've been given the omnious task of listing 5 things that you don't know about me.  This will be really cute, 'cause I have no idea what I'm going to say-- I'm a bit unpredictable. :D

1. When I was growing up, I wanted to be a Scientist, a Psychatrist, an Architect, a Supermodel (of course lol), and a Mother.  Those have been my only aspirations and I've vowed to be at least one of those before I die.

2. I lucid dream.

3. While we're on the topic of dreams, my dreams are also "prophetic".  I've had so many warning dreams in my life-- about me and others.  But I generally don't talk about a potentially prophetic dream because no one ever believes me.  And, then after the incident has occured, I say-- I dreamt that! And still no one believes me. lol

4. I wanted to marry Oscar the grouch from Sesame Street.  I was so in love with him.  He'd only break my heart though...
Side-thought: am I the only one who didn't realize he was homeless until I was an adult? lol

5. Being a member of Generation X, I learned my world view from Cartoons.  In examples, I learned to appreciate classical music from Looney Tunes, I learned that Russia was evil from Rocky & Bullwinkle (cold war era), I learned that the French were smelly romantics who didn't get the point (Pepe LePew), I learned that Blacks were entertaining pets (Rolfe from The Muppets).  Now, I'm *not* proud of a lot of these things-- and I've amended most of these things, except for the French thing, which is true.  lol-- I'm just joking.  I kid!  But, I'm just proving the point that I was really brainwashed into my stereo-types by something as innocuous-seeming as cartoons.


I hereby tag these ppl:

Debby
T@ll Guy
Jane
Frederik
Boz