Looking back at it, I don’t actually know if that was what I pictured myself or if that was just the kind of person I wished to be. But who am I to dream about these things? What stupid company would accept an applicant who didn’t even get to finish college?
I have begun to realize that maybe what I believe is not the best. I mean that because, as a stubborn boy at times, I do not want to change what I believe or how I believe. I have slowly changed that stubbornness and understood that some things require change. Change in my worldview has allowed me to understand more of what is going on in this ever changing world. What I think my worldview is one that is based on my many different experiences in my life and my faith.
My world view needs to be broken down and looked at from the very beginning to understand how and why I view certain aspects of the world differently. In order to begin to understand my personal culture identity we must first go back in time. Without this understanding of who I am how can anyone begin to understand me. I am a seventeen year old
Without curiosity, we would live in a very primitive society. I often find myself at home wondering, When my mom was a kid, she got to go out. Why can't I? While contemplating, I realized all the various ways the world has evolved, but also all the ways that kids have. Regardless, things are always changing for better or worse.
Right before me, had she stared at my unworthy form with those endless pools that had had me hypnotized by peering into its endless depths, falling deeply without the notion of wariness. Deeper and deeper had I sank into its unending depths. Helplessly enjoying the enigma of its loving darkness. Astonishingly had stronger hands rescued me from my unconscious comfort with a placid zap and wondrously had an enigmatic wind dominated my already billowed soul. Graceful dissapointment
I did not fully understand his words back then. To me he was just an old man, sharing a piece of his heart, giving me a little part of himself and telling me. “Here, take this. It may help guide you someday.” Whether that was his intention I cannot say. “On a day like this, about 40 years ago, I met the girl of my dreams.
I glanced to my left to find a peculiar island, veiled mysteriously in a mist of water vapour, surrounded by the glimmering sapphire blue sea. At once, I was captivated by its mystic looks. Never had I laid eyes on a place so alluring, such that I felt as if I had been called upon. However, whilst I had absentmindedly been drowning myself in my own thoughts, the humans aboard were immersed in their serious discussion; not knowing that a four-legged creature had been freeloading a ride for the means of transportation. “Why have we stopped?
I would look at everyone around me and try to figure out what they have that I don’t. As I got older, I realized that everyone is different and unique in their own way. Everyone has a different story. When I was younger, I was very happy. I didn’t pay much attention to anything around me.
What Life Means to Me If someone asks you a question: What life means to you? What would you say? Have you ever thought about some other similar questions? When I listened to this question firstly, all I reminded was the past instead of looking forward to the future. What have I done in the past two decades?