Hey, I want to admit this right here, in black and white, I don’t know who you are that is reading this. How would I? I mean, it isn’t like I just met you on the street and said, “Glad to meet you, I’m Xog.” I can, however, picture your reaction. Ewwwwww!, as you scrunched your shoulders and tried to sidle around me without touching. There would be me, standing with an exasperated look on my face mumbling, “What’d I do?”

So, I chose this way to say what I feel needs to be said and doing so gives you the freedom to listen or walk away. How’s that for the, “truth in freedom?” I decided last night that, seeing as how I have a suddenly and unexpectedly growing audience that I would tell you who I am. In case you hadn’t already guessed, that is.

I am me and me comes with gross and rather apparent imperfections. I am not a bad looking human so I’m told but neither am I an inflated of ego human being. I know my place and know it well as I have been through combat long ago. You understand what combat means for the person who lived? It means another had to die. Death is what I am as used to as a person can get if that person is not a doctor. Like it or not it is how I approach life since I was a teenager and young adult. Once practiced death does not ever leave ones approach to life. Yet, here I am showing that humor is one way in which to thwart the effects of combat, depression or even hate. If you don’t laugh at your self you have no space to grant others. Space is easily taken up by feeling of superiority. You are about as superior as a rock. If you think you’re better than the guy or lady next door you’re a fool.

I could go on and on but thought after reading is the only way to grasp a point being made. Approach what I put here as thoughtful, but only after killing others. It kind of sucks in ways you cannot imagine but every lousy thing in life can be overcome if you are tight with your imperfections rather than denying your imperfections. We all have them don’t we? I will change tempo after writing this and go back to my idiotic yet pointed ways.

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