In my
personal experience I have come to a varied of conclusions when it comes to
this idea of “soul”. One, I do believe that a person’s “soul” is something
higher than just chemical reactions taking place to drive our actions. Now, I
am not going to get into this and start talking about God or sin or anything
like that. I am merely saying that this personality we create to embody our
lives is not predetermined. Very simply, it can be changed. It is a product of
our environment. Have no fear, in the coming days I will approach the subject
of changing gays.
Now, I
find myself approached with the idea that the soul can thus change. If we are a
product of a set of experiences then, as we grow, do new experiences change who
we are much like they did when we were younger? To this I would be forced to
say yes. Consider any individual who you have known for a long time (let’s say
3 years+). Now look at who they were when you first met them and the kind of
person that they are now. Look at the experiences that that person went through
since you met them. Can you find any evidence that their actions following those
events were different and there was a direct relation to the experience that
happened? I say yes.
However,
this occurs over a slow period of time. Usually. Usually one must experience an
event, process it, relate it back to xyr’s life and then learn and grow. But
sometimes, very rarely, an individual comes across an event which rocks them to
their core and changes them. It works to flip a switch, if you will. And a
process which would normally follow a slow and laborious timeline takes a leap forward.
This
happens to me every couple of years or so. Something occurs in my life that shakes
me down to my core and changes my view on everything. Up until recently I had
been passive. Wandering through my year with no real sight or purpose. I would
take on a project and then not put my all into it, hoping in the end that
everything would work out. That has all changed.
Over
the past couple of days I took a long hard look at who I was and where I was in
my life and I realized I had been trying to bullshit everyone, even myself. I
am not lazy. I am not passive. I am not a flake. I am determined. I am
level-headed. And I will cut a bitch. These months of me feeling sorry for
myself and being childish are over. For those of you who think I am not a
fighter are dead wrong. I'm a survivor. I'm goin'na make it. I will survive. Keep
on survivin'.
Question of the Day: What has happened that rocked your
world? How did it change you? Let me know!
Busy week ahead of me but I can do it.
Peace out shitfaces.
