It’s been a while since I have written anything. I suppose I have been searching for inspiration, grasping at the fleeting moments that move me. Hoping that something from outside may cause that spark inside that drives me to write. The truth is, this world is looking quite depressing lately. At least from my perspective. No, I’m not walking around a pessimistic wet blanket drowning in self-pity and apathy. I just have a hard time putting out optimistic uplifting writing to please my readers when I can’t stop laughing to myself and shaking my head at the vast and growing amount of dysfunction and ridiculous current events that are taking place at this moment. Where do I even begin? How can someone with this level of ADHD and no medication sit still or stay on topic for long enough to even publish something worth reading?
I personally have no right to complain about anything. I have been blessed all my life. I never had to worry about getting shot in killed by some trigger-happy vigilantly neighborhood watch man. No, the only people I worried with my Hoody and baggy pants were my parents. Shit, I stole my skittles and Ice Tea cuz I spent my money on a chronic sack of weed an hour before! No one questioned what I was doing in a gated community, even if I was casing out an open house to raid the medicine cabinet. Oops, did I just incriminate myself? Get used to it, I’m done censoring my writing, painting a perfect picture for the world to see. I am far from perfect, never have been and I never will be. Sure, I don’t smoke weed or steal today, but I sure as fuck know how too if I need to.
No, I’m finished avoiding conflict and writing only words I know my mother would approve of. I’m a fucking indigo, that means it’s my nature to speak up about bullshit, pull the curtains on the facts that most people would like to keep under the rug. The great part is that I can do all of this, speak my mind, call out asshole thinking and still love every human no matter what. Underneath it all, I still know that we are all connected, we all deserve to be loved. I share the same love for the middle eastern man who walks into a crowd of people and blows his dumb ass up in the name of his God just as much as I love the mind fucked Christian that condemns me to Hell because I don’t accept Jesus as my one and only savior. For both these men have a soul, a heart that loves and someone else that loves them. Just because I don’t agree or support their actions or thoughts, doesn’t mean that I don’t love them. I don’t have to fucking like you, but it’s my duty to love you.
I feel a change coming to the way I write on this Blog. In the coming weeks I am going to let it all go, not worry about how politically correct or sensitive I am in regards to upsetting others. Instead, I will be throwing out a ton of controversial topics, unpopular beliefs and opinions. Shit, this is my creation anyway. If you don’t like it, well, don’t read it. Get ready, shits about to get heavy.
-AC
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