One Writer's Quarrel

You are what you eat.
You are what you speak.
You are who you surround yourself with.
You can be whatever you set your mind to (that is socially and regionally acceptable).
You are mediocre/above average.
You are special to a few people in this world.
You are funny (sometimes).
You are loved.
You are hated.
You are only as good as what you accomplish.
You will never amount to anything.
You will change the world.
You are an element of a society that will always view you as a cog.
You are unique.
You are the same as everyone else.
You are gullible.

What do you believe? How can you possibly think you are cosmically important when you are just a speck living in the middle of infinity? It doesn't hurt to be a little prideful and ignorant does it? I have found that in the long run good qualities can back fire and "bad" personality traits can led to a truly happy and prosperous life. There is an exception to the rule every time I try to flip flop opposite behaviors deemed morally or ethically good & bad. My mind is pounding right now. We've been around a couple thousand years or so. Over the course of documented history so much information has been presented that it's nearly impossible to process it all. I don't think anyone can truly have their mind made up ever. How can you break away from the myths, cut the BS and find a way to better understand yourself?

So be it that I've come to terms with the fact that I will never really understand why things are they way they are, but why can't I understand why I am the way I am? Note to self: Take things one step at a time. Don't jump the gun and get so lost in a mysterious world while living in a mysterious mind.