First Blog(My Viewpoint)

From the day I was born, I was destined to shrivel and die. Just like you I have denied it even as I stared this awful truth in the face. I covered it with Christianity, and hid it from my sight by keeping busy. I realize now what an awful mistake this has been. The ignorance of such a brutally honest fact has kept me soft, and ignorant of the world around me.

I was born in Goldendale Washington, on a small 40 acre ‘farm’. I then moved after my parents divorced for various reasons, to which I still do not fully know, to another small town; Weaverville California, where my grandparents lived. I stayed there for about a year, after my mother went through two boyfriends, we then moved to Anchorage Alaska. By ‘we’, I mean my brother who is two years older than I, and my mother. We moved to Alaska because one of my mother’s newest boyfriends lived their, and he asked her to stay with him. For six months I went to school; and then they broke up. Luckily my mother found a position as a nanny in the home of one of my friends the same home of one of my mothers, ex’s, friends, friends’. He had three children. I visited my Father that summer and returned to a new home, and a shared bed room. We stayed in Alaska another four years, and moved to O’Fallon Missouri for three, and then we moved to Daegu, South Korea; where I still live.

I say this so that you may know my background, and why I’m so biased against the narrow minded. From the day I was born, I was destined to shrivel and die; I blocked this fact through watching my parents’ habits: Christianity, drinking, working, and laughing. They are soft, and will always be. It is only because they forced me as I was being raised to challenge opinion that I see it now. Thank you; I can now look to the world with a truly unique perspective. I do not see it the way anyone does; as a series of events. I instead see each event that triggers the next, no matter how small. I see that I will die, and this allows me to be confident. Dieing does not make me afraid, as most Christian thinkers today believe it should, but instead it makes me open. The idea that I will die allows me to feel free and not have to worry about the large outcome of the eventual. This does not mean I have no moral code, or ethics. It simply means I do not have to worry even though to some degree I still do. This is because is my viewpoint on the world, and how I look at everything eventual.

I hope through saying this that you can better understand my viewpoints on this blog.