My dream is to be an Encyclopedia. Most of the people in my life saw my curiosity as annoying. And I started to believe that they were right… But, I began noticing how simple people were. I looked around me and everyone was content with closing their eyes and following orders. My family, friends, and coworkers were terrified of whoever was in power. Follow the rules was everyone’s mantra and I couldn’t go for it. I asked questions, yelled at my bosses, and confronted my teachers. You know what I realized? They are full of shit. People are jealous and don’t want you to succeed. I tested this out by asking my professors for feedback on a project I was working on. They tore every it apart and made me feel like a worthless fuck. I wanted to see if they were actually giving me feedback or just re-writing everything for the sake of their God complex, which made them feel like the authority on literature. So, I stole a passage from a Virginia Woolf’s essay, “On Craftsmanship.” Guess how it came back? Covered in red marks, saying things were ambiguous, unimportant, or not well written. Let that sink in for a second. People who are supposed to be the authority or in a position of power are not always right. I mean, look at the world right now. There are individuals (just one fucking person) who have BILLIONS of dollars. If every actor in Hollywood gave a few millions of what they earn to countries in need, the world would be a better place. Does Britney Spears deserve a private jet? We are animals, who have evolved over millions of years. I live in a rock that’s floating in a mysterious universe that’s made up of trillions of stars and keeps expanding everyday. So why the fuck should I care if I’m late to a school? Or if I fail a test? Why do we allow ourselves to feel bad when whatever we are experiencing only happens once. People go through the motions and allow their body, mind, and soul to be kicked around by nobodies. Just think about it, Steve Jobs is looked at as a god who revolutionized the world. Well, now he’s in the ground somewhere. Stop doing things just because, and start asking why? People were getting through a miserable life, just for the comfort of a weekend filled with drinks, one night stands, a smoke, a new phone, and an iced cold coca-cola. But, I was always anxious. I craved knowledge and finding patterns in life; so, I give up being a zombie waiting in line for a new iPhone and ordering a number four with large fries.
I don’t know if this made sense to anyone, but my heart tells me to look for something else. I’m on a quest, who is with me?"