Monday, April 18, 2011

On The Outside, Looking In

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I've been struggling lately. I’ve battled self-doubt, frustration, restlessness, conformity, the loss of ambition, and even pondered if I should just give in and give up. I’ve grown weary of trying to reason why. The fire still burns bright, but the flames have grown angry. They have grown restless and are tired of battling for new life. This journey has gone off course. The sky seems farther away now, more than ever before. Unlike the end of the sky, where the stars shine their light, this tunnel only grows darker the farther down it I go. I no longer pretend to light the way. I’ve started to go blind. I’ve let the self-doubt, this situation, creep in. It has set up shop, growing roots that seem to feed off of my once proud ambitions.

On this shelf of life you can find my book. The critics have used the word “potential” to describe the story in general. They often discard everything I’ve done so far. The foreword that once was considered intriguing is nothing more than an obituary of a former life. It appears that a once proud boy has become nothing more than an overlooked, faceless man. A man condemned to the turmoil of mediocrity and armed with enough potential to warrant more work with promises of nothing more than slipping farther into obscurity.

There are several pages still to be written. The ending is still unknown. The chapters are getting shorter, the storyline has gotten bland. This is unnerving as the conflict is dull and no change seems to be within sight. This will not be the way my book will be remembered. I will not, cannot allow “them” to win. Life, fate, dreams, and all other motivating factors shall collide in due time.

You can’t beat me. I can only beat myself.

Try as things must, they will still never win. It’s always been an uphill battle. The potential (I hate that word) is just a way of trying to bottle someone. It is a term that means you don’t fit their idea of who you should be. The context is usually meant as a compliment, I know, but that doesn’t change the fact that I use it as fuel. I see it differently.

The current state of things (hell it probably has always been this way) make advancing and doing the right thing two completely different ideas. There seems to be a mold you must fit. One must be willing to assimilate by accepting their demise. Ha, right.

Now what I’ve written above is so, so true. I am growing very weary of this current state of things. I have grown tired of walking in the dark. The senses have started to dull. The blindness would usually bring on a heightened sense of smell, but alas, this is not true. The sense of smell has started dilute from the stench of b/s that seems prevalent these days.

I hate the simple fact that intellectual, social, and economical caste still exist in the workplace and society. I cannot stand that those without passion in their fields of interest claim to be professionals! I find my disgusted by politics. They’re everywhere, in everything, and does nothing more than make people say what they “have” to and do what they would rather not do. I loathe that the sense of right and wrong comes with a disclaimer. Mankind’s self-centeredness will be our downfall. If it is inconvenient for someone, they will immediately oppose the notion rather than see it benefit the whole.  This me first, everyone else later mentality people hold these days has shown its face time and time again.

Look, life gives you lemons and then squeezes with all of its infinite might. It’s up to you to accept the peel or the juice. I’m grabbing a cup. I prefer lemonade of the hard type, but out of the two I’ll take the juice. You feel me?

Time and time again a person gets pushed to the brink. You get wore down, strained, stressed, and on the verge of breaking. But alas, dear friends, that will never happen. I’ll see the challenge and raise the bar. Does this make sense? Does it make senses to see the challenge and continue to slam your head into the wall? Isn’t that the most basic concept of insanity? Perhaps it is. Perhaps that is my end goal. I’ll see my dreams to the end. I’ll never stop seeking for whatever it is I’m looking for. We never truly know what it is, and we’ll know it when we find it. The methods may be different, but this still stands as a simple truth that we all stand on. I won’t give up, give in, or accept anything but success in my grand endeavor. I know I’m going to do something great. I hope you do too.

As Always… Knock Hard… Life is Deaf…
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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Fence Sitting

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Does it feel like you’re sitting on the fence waiting for something to happen? Something that will help steer you in the direction that you feel you should be heading. You end up placing yourself there under the guise of playing it safe. A smart decision to prevent a hasty decision and ensure you won’t regret taking rash action. Then as the days, weeks, months, and even years go by you discover a harsh reality. That playing it safe is exactly what you didn’t want to do. It becomes a crutch. A support, a reason to not follow the chance, to never follow the sign, that will anchor you from ever setting sail toward your true heading.

More now than ever it has become apparent that chances are limited. Making a smart decision can be the difference between truly living and just getting by. The end goal is still just a goal. It doesn’t define you. That’s the journey, it makes you, and it defines you. If you never leave the fence, what does that say about your journey?

There are few doors open these days, and you can’t afford to sit on the sidelines while others are out there trying. The television, while tempting and enjoyable, will hamper your quest. Excuses are rampant and the problems are never ending. There are a million reasons why you can’t do something. All you need is one reason TO DO something, to do anything. Cookie cutter homes, stereotypes, great talk, tons of hype, all the wants and needs, the continuous search for all the wrong things you think you want are nothing but staples of the fence sitter. Dreaming through books, television shows, or just mere ideas are great. They should serve as motivation, not the sole focus of one’s dreams.

This is nothing more than a random thought. In which whose weight is determined in time and reason.

As Always… Knock Hard… Life is Deaf…

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Friday, April 1, 2011

A Quick Look Around

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I want to say thanks to all who stop by. I've been fortunate lately in the fact that several great bloggers have become followers! I'd like to recommend checking their works out as well. This post is going to be quick and informal. SO here it goes.

This site actually covers all of my varying interest. I LOVE engineering (electrical in particular). I'm also keen on business, software, writing, and music. My posts cover my views and I try to be as motivating in my own particular way.

In the left hand column (toward the bottom) you'll find a link list of useful links. That's right, useful. Coupons, law, real estate, business, free books, etc.

The Manic Search Tool will scour the earth looking for you entry.

Deliciously Manic Resources... well it's the MGS spin on social bookmarking.

HQ is my extremely limited attempt of playing with googlesites and setting up RSS radars.

Also feel free to follow me on twitter @!/ManicGenius

Okay so in short, browse the site and see how it can/could fit your needs. I'm wanting to build an actual resource of information for people. Useful information. Share ideas and create a place for ideas and growth. There are no ads, no income generated. I do this because I enjoy researching stuff, writing, and learning as much as I can.

Check out some of my top post to get a feel on what I'm about. So that's that. The quickest blog post of my life. WELCOME to MY WORLD! Feel free to share.

As Always... Knock Hard... Life is Deaf...

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