It’s been a LONG time since I wrote a real blog that wasn’t a creative writing. I have a lot on my mind lately. I feel like I need to share with you an unexpected, risky decision that I’m about to make, which will reroute the path of my fate. It’s been a year now, traveling down a bumpy, dirt road- trying to find my life’s answers in a miasma of opportunities. I’ve reached out many times trying to pursue a career in the Computer IT field, but something won’t let me go any further. Is a higher power not letting me continue my route, because it knows that I’m unsatisfied with my future? Or does it know that I will fall flat on my face? I thought that I had many signs to leave Kingston and goto TN Technology Center. I don’t regret going there, even though the instructor didn’t want to teach you, and was uninspired in the subject, at hand. I don’t regret meeting the people that I met. I was there for a distinct reason, as were they. Inside my heart, I knew that Kingston was about to close down. I was hurting my wrist for greedy people that didn’t care about me on a personal level. To them, I was just a rusty machine that would break, soon enough. I met a lot of unique individuals at Kingston, as well. Every person, thus far in my life, even negative, have left a life-changing impact on me. I still cherish the good times, the offbeat conversations, and their company.
If you have got this far in my blog, you are obviously someone who gives a damn.haha So, here is what I have to say, I’m considering going to Motlow Community College. I didn’t ever see this coming in my life, but it feels right. I feel like I’ve wasted so much time after I graduated highschool. I’m worried about money and the order of future events: having a house, a family, etc. Now, I’m at crossroads, wondering which path has my future at the end. Life is too short for all the things that I want to do: a possible, future band, novelist, artist. I’m writing on Chapter 4 on my newest, unnamed novel.
To tell you a little about it, it isn’t like Cinder Fingers, which is a dark fantasy with horror elements. (Hopefully life will throw a curve ball and publish Cinder Fingers.) My unnamed novel is a fantasy story about an 8-year-old boy who moves to Honolulu with his uncle. A mysterious circus erects their tent on an island facing his uncle’s tour boat business. A newly-built fun house is the passageway to an alternate realm, where lives pirates, mermaids, zombie/skeletal forms of mermaids, dinosaurs, nymphs, satyrs, skeleton pirates, etc. The 8-year-old boy, Benjamin, dreams up things with his powerful imagination, many visions take form in reality. Benjamin also travels on the back of a dolphin. There will be many appearances of mythological Gods & Goddesses, don’t forget clowns that might change your outlook on them. That’s all I can tell you, at this point. The entire story hasn’t fully taken shape, but the chapters that are already written exceed the boundaries of anything I’ve ever wrote. When the finished product is done, you are going to be VERY surprised at what kind of story it is, and what lengths it goes to. In respect, it challenges everything I’ve ever done.
My family have suggested some jobs that aren’t related to the computer field. I just keep telling myself, if I can’t find a job that continues with what I’ve learned in school, I’m going back to be educated in a more accessible field. Though, I don’t want to be one of those people that makes a career out of going to school. I know the economy sucks, but I’m not going to sit around and blame ‘everything’ on Obama; It was sucking pretty badly before he got into office, too. I think all of the people that continuously dog the current president are losers, because if they were in the president’s shoes for 1 day, they would crack under the pressure.
As for the, ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ policy, which I think is stupidity at its finest; You CAN be gay in the military, but not let other people know it. That’s like keeping a personal secret and trying to fool everyone in believing that you’re someone that you’re not. So what I’m saying is, homosexuals can’t be ‘themselves’ in the military, but the country will STILL allow them to risk their lives for us, just with lesser rights due to their sinful, sexual preferences. If you haven’t woken up and smelled the hot coffee, a LARGE percentage of the world is homosexual or bisexual. Disregarding religious preferences, people continue talking about making the world a ‘better’ place and making the world an ‘equal’ place, but the country can’t even give ‘equal’ rights to almost half of the country. There will always be girls that like girls and men that like men. If it grosses you out- or you like it, that’s ‘your’ sexual preference. But why do straight groups of friends all over the world have to keep the ‘homosexual’ topic alive? Does it always amuse them or does it sometimes subconsciously intrigue them? Many people that despise homosexuality are subconsciously gay, and they live a contradicting lifestyle- hating the sex in which they have been scarred with. Is it a natural thing? After all, there are many species of animals that are birthed or have developed being gay. If these are the set-thoughts that are in people’s minds, how will your doctrine and hatred toward them, change them? Why would someone’s sexual preference upset you enough to make you want to hurt them? I don’t think anyone should be regarded as lesser than the next. I don’t care if your gay, straight, black, white, Pee Wee Herman, brown, red, alien, or hybrid. lol
-Sir Bane Defiance
