My Identity

   It is quite ironic, usually humans stop to think upon who they are and all they have are temporal answers since they immediately change in a fraction of a second. One day they are a socialist, another day they become a capitalist, one day they want to wage war and then they want peace. It its rather strange, the fact that in such a short lifespan we change so much from one second to another, I often wonder if its the same with animals, do they contemplate the changes in them or just let it pass by  since they wont live long. Why do we develop identity? Maybe it is just a comfort, a justification to our individuality in a world or nation that seems to foment collectivism, which in itself is an identity, everything itself is an identity and it is up to us to choose which ones fit and which ones don't.

  Now going to the main part, who am I? I often ask myself that, every time I look in the mirror I find myself questioning my existence and its importance to the world. The problem with that is it makes one feel like an insignificant ant in a city. Back to the question, there is so much about me that makes me who I am really, I cant really put it to single small details for they are huge. To put it a bit more coherent, I am the result of all the influences and decisions made by me or for me, which means everything in my life is my identity. If I can find the main things that are part of the current me, let's start with the cornerstone, Buddhism. I follow the path of a Transcendentalist Buddhist, this was of my own decision and it means that I mix a lot of different beliefs in my Buddhist practice. I believe right and wrong are relative to the person and every one of use establish that. I use this concept to craft out what I think is right and wrong, but also respecting what others thing is right and wrong so long as they don't force themselves upon me or try to subordinate me. I respect and cherish individualism, what defines me a lot is my individual way of being, I enjoy being on my own and experiencing different things while I discover what I like and  don't. I am also extremely pragmatic I firmly believe in the words of Niccolo Machiavelli "The ends justify the means" and I
am willing to risk my life for my goals and ideals. For me, knowledge is power, so i spend my days reading and learning everything that happens in this world. I believe that we can not close our eyes to this world and just be indifferent to the problems that happen, it is our duty, as citizens of the world, to learn about what happens and draft out our perspectives based on it. There is so much to write about that even my mind is having trouble putting in single thoughts for me to type, what else can I say? I enjoy freedom and being able to make my own decisions, I care little to what anyone tells me about what I do since it is my life and I chose to live this way. I find art in everything, I believe for everything there should be passion and that is what makes it an art, when we feels passion we create worlds.

  To sum this all up, the result of all these influences give birth to who I am. I am a man of steel and fire, who walks upon this path I have chosen with a goal and ideal that pushes me forward. I take on life head on and use my fear to challenge myself, I constantly learn from this world as it from me and I cherish every second I am alive. If I fall I will always rise back up and keep fighting, I keep moving forward and give it my all. I often believe that we are what secrets we choose to show and that is how I am. So this is a small fragment of who I am for the reader. If you(the reader) feel the need to know more, then simply watch me, not as small grains of sand moved by the wind, but as a dance of sand and wind. Observe me as I move about in this world and proceed to make my name known to it, maybe then you will know more of me, maybe then will you find a way to grasp my identity. Until then,I await you reader, just who are you?

A nightmare movie I found related: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt3042408/

this song is a big part of me: