Writing...&...Confidence....&....Humanity

Writing functions in order to communicate one's thoughts in a different medium, pen and ink. Right. (I know, I like to state the obvious.) Communication. When using pen and ink the most effective communication requires active and direct language. In fact, the language chosen illustrates the writer's confidence or lack there. Writers should be daring, challenging, and creative. Supporting arguments that act as mere flimsy probabilities never suffice in the court of law nor will they be taken seriously by a general audience. Passivity destroys one's ideas by keeping them developing into serious consideration. Action never surfaces from the abyss of secure solitude of apathy. There is another side however. Are all seemingly passive people really that passive, or are they hiding? Digging deeper one finds the phsycological glitch holding the writer back. Confidence, utter unabashed confidence. Confidence in who you are and a genuine acceptance of yourself. As a mentor and coach once said, To always think of who you want to be, is to waste who you are. Confidence. We are beautiful people of different origins with different ideas, theories, faults, talents, and dreams. We all bring something unique to the table. We all can communicate great ideas with the proper language and foundation.

Humanity,...I think it's beautiful and worth striving for. Our identity lies here. Who are we trying to impress anyway? We all are human, and that is a common ground that can never be broken. All the identities we manufacture through commercialism, or culture ultimately break down. Go hang out at a cemetary for a bit. Hmmm. I'm done.

America's Idea of Service

So, America supposedly thrives on this whole deal where its citizens pay one another to fulfill different duties, and services. Instead of trying to do everything oneself, this method of community and sharing expertises in exchange for money runs an efficient market. Or does it? Recently I have been repeatedly faced with the inadequacy of another service. I accomplish my duties to a high degree, an act that pays off for others in the long run. However, when I find I need someone else to do the same, they fall short. In fact, I find that I am likely to be more efficient at doing the service I need done, if only I had the tools. Utter frustration seeps into my daily life at the shortcomings of others. I understand that some are more gifted than others, but then what is the point. Shouldn't a jack of all trades accomplish his or her services to the best of their abilities because of everyone else's inadequate skills? Or should we put up with sub par service? In particular, I am referring to the medical field. We are in need of medical reform...most definately. However, I am not going to support a bill by Obama just because I get an e-mail from his advisors telling me to do so. We should take a look at that bill closely... Oh right, we aren't supposed to do that because thats congress' job right? How do we know that they are fulfilling their obligations to the best they can? What is sub par for a representative? Since abilities are relative a lot of people squeak by, but it seems that an apathetic generation of lazy Americans are trying to just squeak by. Damn.

Exaustion.

Do you ever get so tired...

so tired...

emotionally,

physically,

intellectually,

... so tired...

that...all you want to do is drop off the face of the earth....

...into a graviational dream, dragging you into the deepest sleep...so deep you feel you're in lowest point of the Mariana Trench?

Dreams are beautiful because nothing there is real but offers escape from reality. Escape.

I think I need a vacation. Really. A week in Hawaii would be amazing...maybe I should just move again....ahh but moving is exhausting. Breathe...enjoy the moment. What moment...I think the majority of life is a chain of unfortunate events that happen to allow you to survive for a bit. Thats not right...life is better than that...right? I am just tired...and it is affecting me in every way...degrading my ability to dream...do I dare hold on?