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About me...(full version)

So, here’s this: I am a twenty-six year old college drop out with all the intentions of becoming a professional Dj. I plan to go back to college but I still haven’t answered the question that allowed me to excuse myself from continuing my college career, “What do I want to do?” I work as a server and a bartender. I have recently moved in with some friends and for the first time a can all the place I live my own.

I’ve always spent time wondering about the world and the perception that comes from the reality that we believe to be true. I fancy myself a “free thinker,” and, because of this, and the fact that just about everyone who has taken time to read anything I have put thought into digs what I have to say, I’ve decided to publish a blog.

I was born in Ohio and before I could develop any long-lasting memories of it, my family moved to a place just outside of Seattle. I contribute the environment I grew up in to my extreme open-mindedness. When I had just became a teenager my family and I moved to North Carolina, which, in my opinion, is a very closed-minded region of the country. I’ve also spent a lot of time traveling for a manual labor-intensive job that brought me to a lot of odd places throughout the states. I’ve sparingly left the country and I dream of traveling the world to develop a better understanding of humanity though different cultures.

I’ve seen, met, and experienced a lot of “randomocity.” Which is something I enjoy thoroughly. The variables that take place in life to the point where events unfold in such a way that, less a psychic, could not be predicted, is somewhat of an art form to me. I consider myself eccentric and abstract, lost in this system, yet, anchored to my own consciousness, searching, but without knowledge of what I want to find. I spend a lot of time thinking. I’m in touch with my emotions, yet, I remain logical most the time. I’m empathetic to a fault and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Religion is something that deeply interests me. To me, religion is the answers to questions that have no answers. It amazes me to study how other societies developed a belief system that makes sense to them and how they applied it to their cultures. There’s also something to be said about how a lot of different belief systems have a lot of similar traits. I do not believe in organized religion, as a promoter of free thought, it is offensive for someone to tell me what I should and should not believe backed by threats that one could not possibly follow through with. As for me, it’s not what you believe that is important to me; it’s the simple fact that you believe. This is the freedom that should never be taken from us, for, in such a scenario, it will be the last freedom we would have.

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  1. I had a comment on here but apparently I needed to be apart of gmail. Now my comment is gone. BOO. Anyway, I still find it surprising that, even though we have been friends since Mrs. Simpsons spanish class, you still find ways to tell me about yourself is different and interesting.

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