Right now, it is probably in my best interest (school wise) to be typing a paper. I have no idea what I am going to talk about in this paper, and that is why I'm not going to type it at the moment. Instead I think I'll talk about my current feelings towards the world as a whole.
Shout out to Obama: You are in my prayers and I know that you will eventually be seen for the great man that you are--people have a knack for late recognition. I have complete faith that God will guide you through Mr. Obama.
So, I'm dealing with some self inflicted turmoil and I'm not sure how to flip my path over the "x-axis". I've been so wrapped up in my head for the past few weeks that I have nearly suffocated myself trying to think... I mean, I've been thinking so much about nothing so very often, and I've had a hard time focusing on my school and things that actually hold significance in my life--or things that should be significant to me. I think I might be feeling so alone that I'm even starting to sound stupid to myself (...). I have no release valve in my life right now; no toilet handle, and I have massive amounts of guacamole-colored pooh to deal with. For so long I've been stacking the garbage of my mind at the back door, unwilling to go outside and find a NEW means by which I can rid myself of the unbeneficial toxins of myself. 'I' defiantly ranks high on the word count list today, but that is the only reference I have. My life is nothing more than an example, as everyone is. Every day, I make mistakes, and this is totally off base with what I've been talking about, but I have just been 'talking' this whole time. I don't really know what it all means, or where I was going with it, but that is my joy. I like to just write with no guidelines, and no perimeter. I can go where ever I want to go on paper/screen regardless of what anyone says later, I'm free at the moment. I can truly say that I am happy right now:) which is a feeling that I've missed so, so much. Pseudo-happiness finds its way into my life on the daily, I know right from wrong. I easily slip from the path of true happiness for something that is so irrelevant, so false, and something that isn't me at all. I fall into traps like Elmore Fud, and never learn from my mistakes--I'm starting to learn though--thank God. There is so much that I assume when I don't know the true depth. I know that I've been all over the place, breaking off into language and situations: 1)I don't feel extremely confident in my writing right now, 2)I'm tired and want to feel sorry for myself, 3)right now I have hundreds of things in my head that need to be cut out (temptation being one of them).
I hope that God will bless whoever reads any of this, not through/for me, but just for them. I want so much to be a major part of the Lord's plan.
God please help me.
-Alexander Hale.
Shout out to Obama: You are in my prayers and I know that you will eventually be seen for the great man that you are--people have a knack for late recognition. I have complete faith that God will guide you through Mr. Obama.
So, I'm dealing with some self inflicted turmoil and I'm not sure how to flip my path over the "x-axis". I've been so wrapped up in my head for the past few weeks that I have nearly suffocated myself trying to think... I mean, I've been thinking so much about nothing so very often, and I've had a hard time focusing on my school and things that actually hold significance in my life--or things that should be significant to me. I think I might be feeling so alone that I'm even starting to sound stupid to myself (...). I have no release valve in my life right now; no toilet handle, and I have massive amounts of guacamole-colored pooh to deal with. For so long I've been stacking the garbage of my mind at the back door, unwilling to go outside and find a NEW means by which I can rid myself of the unbeneficial toxins of myself. 'I' defiantly ranks high on the word count list today, but that is the only reference I have. My life is nothing more than an example, as everyone is. Every day, I make mistakes, and this is totally off base with what I've been talking about, but I have just been 'talking' this whole time. I don't really know what it all means, or where I was going with it, but that is my joy. I like to just write with no guidelines, and no perimeter. I can go where ever I want to go on paper/screen regardless of what anyone says later, I'm free at the moment. I can truly say that I am happy right now:) which is a feeling that I've missed so, so much. Pseudo-happiness finds its way into my life on the daily, I know right from wrong. I easily slip from the path of true happiness for something that is so irrelevant, so false, and something that isn't me at all. I fall into traps like Elmore Fud, and never learn from my mistakes--I'm starting to learn though--thank God. There is so much that I assume when I don't know the true depth. I know that I've been all over the place, breaking off into language and situations: 1)I don't feel extremely confident in my writing right now, 2)I'm tired and want to feel sorry for myself, 3)right now I have hundreds of things in my head that need to be cut out (temptation being one of them).
I hope that God will bless whoever reads any of this, not through/for me, but just for them. I want so much to be a major part of the Lord's plan.
God please help me.
-Alexander Hale.
