Re; the diametric volume of abundance

 October 3rd 2014

I have come full circle when I research the different entries I have made in the past on social media.

I feel I have reached a point where my sacred self has met my dark side and has come to terms in and of itself.

Reading the ideas that came to me so fluidly give me greater pleasure.

MA

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I am a very sweet individual, that when I look in the mirror, the mirror looks back at me.

This is why I live the way I do.

To mark myself as a victim of circumstance.

As far as my personal nature is concerned, what I think is my most valuable contribution to society - is how I make others feel worthy of themselves.

It is a funny thing that in society today, our westernized view within the 'cultural mosaic'; meaning we cover our assets as a multicultural global village is a rather forensic sense of the word 'multicultural'.

My argument is we hardly even embrace it as a cause worth fighting for. In fact, my beliefs as a full fledged Canadian born citizen of this country, I must refuse to feel victimized - as a type of role model.

For the kind of intricacies I accept myself in full view (my mirror), being, my life force... I feel goes unpronounced.

We are told to find a job (a phantom) "purpose" that 1- will make you happy (even if you hate doing it) 2- eventually make a living at something you are (not) passionate about 3- give up your idea of autonomy for the sake of status quo.

We are hardly taught to think for ourselves, but in my most critical element, I am to be adopted as a son of the ground I inhabit, the environment I circle, the air I walk on in order to survive. (Yes, my metaphor for 'walking' is on air, not the typical breath you take in terms of imagination.)

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I need to start leading by my own example and owning it.

I need to be a voice of change in the mindscape of cultural norms re; Canada, as a much more romantically branded, visceral society.

Re; Cnd cultural norms - I know hockey is a huge part of the national identity, however, our uniqueness is quite far off in terms of it.

The more I open my mind to Canadian cultural norms, the less I see it being valued as any kind of existential reality it truly lacks.

Venturing out to the great mirage this urban oasis is, I strongly feel how eager its population, consists of an insistent cultural mockery.

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EVERYONE should read this:

Think about Canadian society in general, are we really not just an example of an American branded cultural institution along the lines of being served at Starbucks.

"For the kind of intricacies I accept myself in full view (my mirror), being, my life force... I feel goes unpronounced." (MA2013).

If I am suppose to adopt myself as a role model, for the multicultural model Canada prides itself in - why do I feel manipulated against truly showing myself as Portuguese without alienation. How healthy is our mosaic. How free am I. It is worth the examination, yet oddly this type of thinking goes against the volatile notion we are not suppose to speak about. Is the world we are faced with Canadian in us, or are we just another moderately hostile country that does what we are told by America.

I find myself as a charismatic individual, which is what this entry is about.

So much of my efforts have been made in the attempt to pursue ideologies which are seen as brilliantly linked to a sense of culture mixed with solidarity - not just some diseased union, that we are literally blind to.