I am not just myself. I am not just one among the masses, one in a sea of seven billion, one in an infinity of complexity—far from it. I am a library, containing everything, indeed everything, that has touched my life, no matter how small and trivial or how big and traumatic.
I am salvation. Physical, spiritual, mental salvation I bring. The feeling of duty and responsibility that brands a savior rides for free in the vehicle I drive on my journey.
I am a leader. I must be the overprotective older brother, always anxious to shape a better human than myself. Yet I am the competition of my parents, trying myself to shape up better than them.
I am a vessel. I am the small, unattractive toy whose surface deceives its insides. A light brown light …show more content…
I repress emotions, sending them back down the deep, dark fissure from which they surfaced whenever they are not deemed appropriate, acceptable, and beneficial. But sometimes an emotion packs enough of a punch to break through the barrier, leading itself to liberty from an oppressive regime.
I am a human. I am in a journey to find liberty myself. For now, the System owns my name, my body, my mind. But soon, I’ll own my name, my body, my mind.
Upon first meeting me, you’ll just see either a pensive and curious kid who mostly keeps to himself or a passionate and barely compliant being who has trouble expressing the chaos in his head in a calm manner.
But in reality, I am the combination of those two waves, sometimes combining and amplifying but sometimes combining and cancelling out.
I enjoy silence and tranquility like that found in the virgin vegetation of the world or in the dark solitude of my room. On the other side of the world that I am, I enjoy the buzz and vibrancy of passionate discussion regarding questions of religious and philosophical importance as well as those of limited and esoteric …show more content…
I am following the rules and taking advantage of the System because, ultimately, a vigilante I must become.
I understand that my beliefs and thoughts arise from the situation I have lived, so I am as biased as the books of the library that I am. I understand that what I am trying to achieve is quite hard. And yet I do not give up.
I say that my cause is valuable and worthy of global importance. I don’t say that I don’t yet know what to do once the System is down.
I dream of an Earth where future generations will not suffer the pains that I experience. I dream of a generation of people united behind a noble cause, able to draw their swords and defeat the monster of the System, together.
I try to stave off the overwhelming anxiety of failure and regret over this life course which I have chosen. I try to keep a positive attitude toward the premises and promises of my motives.
I hope others can see my cause and understand my reasons, and I hope that there exists a universal solution to the problem we are trying to address.
I am not just Jesus Crespo. I am the coming storm, for better or for
I am salvation. Physical, spiritual, mental salvation I bring. The feeling of duty and responsibility that brands a savior rides for free in the vehicle I drive on my journey.
I am a leader. I must be the overprotective older brother, always anxious to shape a better human than myself. Yet I am the competition of my parents, trying myself to shape up better than them.
I am a vessel. I am the small, unattractive toy whose surface deceives its insides. A light brown light …show more content…
I repress emotions, sending them back down the deep, dark fissure from which they surfaced whenever they are not deemed appropriate, acceptable, and beneficial. But sometimes an emotion packs enough of a punch to break through the barrier, leading itself to liberty from an oppressive regime.
I am a human. I am in a journey to find liberty myself. For now, the System owns my name, my body, my mind. But soon, I’ll own my name, my body, my mind.
Upon first meeting me, you’ll just see either a pensive and curious kid who mostly keeps to himself or a passionate and barely compliant being who has trouble expressing the chaos in his head in a calm manner.
But in reality, I am the combination of those two waves, sometimes combining and amplifying but sometimes combining and cancelling out.
I enjoy silence and tranquility like that found in the virgin vegetation of the world or in the dark solitude of my room. On the other side of the world that I am, I enjoy the buzz and vibrancy of passionate discussion regarding questions of religious and philosophical importance as well as those of limited and esoteric …show more content…
I am following the rules and taking advantage of the System because, ultimately, a vigilante I must become.
I understand that my beliefs and thoughts arise from the situation I have lived, so I am as biased as the books of the library that I am. I understand that what I am trying to achieve is quite hard. And yet I do not give up.
I say that my cause is valuable and worthy of global importance. I don’t say that I don’t yet know what to do once the System is down.
I dream of an Earth where future generations will not suffer the pains that I experience. I dream of a generation of people united behind a noble cause, able to draw their swords and defeat the monster of the System, together.
I try to stave off the overwhelming anxiety of failure and regret over this life course which I have chosen. I try to keep a positive attitude toward the premises and promises of my motives.
I hope others can see my cause and understand my reasons, and I hope that there exists a universal solution to the problem we are trying to address.
I am not just Jesus Crespo. I am the coming storm, for better or for