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I've always found it difficult to describe myself and tend to avoid the topic at all costs, the justification being that...it's a secret. Much like a book to someone who has never read a page, I am judged by my cover. It appears to be true that an exterior description of myself from an outside source would not coincide with the accuracy only I behold. With this explaination being stated, I present to you: the truth.
I am an outsider with my nose pressed to the glass. Relief exists in my mind and gratitude for my postition on the outside are two things I won't ever grow out of. I do not consider myself an outcast, for I have friends and am generally easy to get along with, but I am outside nontheless. Few people see the world until they are stripped from their friends, television, and gossip. Reality is harsh, but I am lucky to be where I am. Outside, you see the world for what it truely is: lies, ridicule, and hypocrisy, punctuated by a few moments of enjoyment, usually at another's expense. The mocking and making fun of another person based on their exterior presentation has made life difficult and miserable to many.
Perhaps it is this idea that identifies me as pessimistic. On the contrary, I see it as reality; this is my greatest feature. I see myself as one in a handful who isn't blind to true existence. It is this idea that allows me to intellectually converse, to question beliefs, and most importantly, to set my own. It is this idea that also makes my emotional experiences something just short of extreme and that idea makes existence so much harder.
Knowing about the evils in life, and not being able to reverse or awaken their existence in the minds of others is a stressful realization that is difficult to come to terms with. As each day progresses, we see more poverty. Our eyes go blind with greed each day. This realization, I will admit, has weakened my desire to try and change their ways of life. Nonetheless, I am glad.
Glad that I can try and change the world, or ateast some lives in it. I thank the easily influencial for this. But most importantly I am glad I know. For if all else fails and the world ends tomorrow, I die aware that I did not go down with ignorance in my mind and a nose held high. Rather, I was able to raise above the pettiness of "life" and actually live.
It is difficult to decide whether I enjoy my epiphanies or not. It is often overwhelming to view this shallow, self-pleasing world. I do question humanity, but I enjoy knowing how to question it more.
The sentence structure and vocabulary needs some tweeking, but this is the general outline of where I want to be. I would appreciate any results from proof-reading anyone has. Read this several times, and please, be honest. My idea, my writing, and my point: share whatever you want; I'm open to all suggestions.
I've always found it difficult to describe myself and tend to avoid the topic at all costs, the justification being that...it's a secret. Much like a book to someone who has never read a page, I am judged by my cover. It appears to be true that an exterior description of myself from an outside source would not coincide with the accuracy only I behold. With this explaination being stated, I present to you: the truth.
I am an outsider with my nose pressed to the glass. Relief exists in my mind and gratitude for my postition on the outside are two things I won't ever grow out of. I do not consider myself an outcast, for I have friends and am generally easy to get along with, but I am outside nontheless. Few people see the world until they are stripped from their friends, television, and gossip. Reality is harsh, but I am lucky to be where I am. Outside, you see the world for what it truely is: lies, ridicule, and hypocrisy, punctuated by a few moments of enjoyment, usually at another's expense. The mocking and making fun of another person based on their exterior presentation has made life difficult and miserable to many.
Perhaps it is this idea that identifies me as pessimistic. On the contrary, I see it as reality; this is my greatest feature. I see myself as one in a handful who isn't blind to true existence. It is this idea that allows me to intellectually converse, to question beliefs, and most importantly, to set my own. It is this idea that also makes my emotional experiences something just short of extreme and that idea makes existence so much harder.
Knowing about the evils in life, and not being able to reverse or awaken their existence in the minds of others is a stressful realization that is difficult to come to terms with. As each day progresses, we see more poverty. Our eyes go blind with greed each day. This realization, I will admit, has weakened my desire to try and change their ways of life. Nonetheless, I am glad.
Glad that I can try and change the world, or ateast some lives in it. I thank the easily influencial for this. But most importantly I am glad I know. For if all else fails and the world ends tomorrow, I die aware that I did not go down with ignorance in my mind and a nose held high. Rather, I was able to raise above the pettiness of "life" and actually live.
It is difficult to decide whether I enjoy my epiphanies or not. It is often overwhelming to view this shallow, self-pleasing world. I do question humanity, but I enjoy knowing how to question it more.
The sentence structure and vocabulary needs some tweeking, but this is the general outline of where I want to be. I would appreciate any results from proof-reading anyone has. Read this several times, and please, be honest. My idea, my writing, and my point: share whatever you want; I'm open to all suggestions.