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Defining Moments.
13 years ago
Sweet sensation
The music that we play
Will ease your mind
The music that we play
Will ease your mind
There comes a time, sometimes multiple times, in a persons life where they have a defining moment. Life seems a bit more clear and the facts hits you in the face like a sac of bricks.
We're all one-trick-ponies(insert MLP reference here). We can deny it all we want and try to be something we're not, but we all have characteristics, interests, and passions that steer us on a certain path. I've been trying to deal with this a lot in what I go to school for. For someone who has been poor all their life, I've placed perhaps a higher value than normal on getting into a job/career area that pays well and has a lot of demand.
Not that computers don't interest me. They do, but it's mostly the technology and the application of which interest me, not the inner workings. I should have realized well before now who I am. In moving, I found so many old school notebooks and what did I find? Certainly not schoolwork, that's for sure. Nothing but bits of writing, poetry, lyrics... musings on musical worms dug into my brain at the time.
I'm no computer guy, I'm just a tech geek. I love technology and I love computers, but I can't kid myself into thinking I'd be happy sitting at a desk working on that side of things.
But most importantly I am a writer and a lover of music (and production of such, when I get off my ass more). Why do I continue to deny it out of fear of not having a steady income? When it comes down to it, life is short and fragile as hell, and I know that more than most. I'm lucky in that I have backing me, passion, the thirst for knowledge, and a bunch of friends who I love more than they will ever realize.
I'm a one-trick-pony. You're a one-trick-pony. We're ALL one-trick-ponies, and that's ok. In fact it is more than ok, it's BEAUTIFUL.
You know, the most exciting things that has happened to me during my first week in college has been my English class, and getting my hands on an old book from the 70s on Electronic Music production.
I can't deny it anymore.. I just can't. Even if it sends me down a road to being poor my entire life, I will die doing what I love and if I end up inspiring even one person down that road, I will die a happy man.
Author's Note: I'm not sure how I will act on this yet, to tell the truth. My particular situation gives me the ability to go through school, essentially free, for up to 12 semesters, and doing Database would take, at the most, 6. At this point I might as well, but I suspect this, in particular, has changed my focus.
We're all one-trick-ponies(insert MLP reference here). We can deny it all we want and try to be something we're not, but we all have characteristics, interests, and passions that steer us on a certain path. I've been trying to deal with this a lot in what I go to school for. For someone who has been poor all their life, I've placed perhaps a higher value than normal on getting into a job/career area that pays well and has a lot of demand.
Not that computers don't interest me. They do, but it's mostly the technology and the application of which interest me, not the inner workings. I should have realized well before now who I am. In moving, I found so many old school notebooks and what did I find? Certainly not schoolwork, that's for sure. Nothing but bits of writing, poetry, lyrics... musings on musical worms dug into my brain at the time.
I'm no computer guy, I'm just a tech geek. I love technology and I love computers, but I can't kid myself into thinking I'd be happy sitting at a desk working on that side of things.
But most importantly I am a writer and a lover of music (and production of such, when I get off my ass more). Why do I continue to deny it out of fear of not having a steady income? When it comes down to it, life is short and fragile as hell, and I know that more than most. I'm lucky in that I have backing me, passion, the thirst for knowledge, and a bunch of friends who I love more than they will ever realize.
I'm a one-trick-pony. You're a one-trick-pony. We're ALL one-trick-ponies, and that's ok. In fact it is more than ok, it's BEAUTIFUL.
You know, the most exciting things that has happened to me during my first week in college has been my English class, and getting my hands on an old book from the 70s on Electronic Music production.
I can't deny it anymore.. I just can't. Even if it sends me down a road to being poor my entire life, I will die doing what I love and if I end up inspiring even one person down that road, I will die a happy man.
Author's Note: I'm not sure how I will act on this yet, to tell the truth. My particular situation gives me the ability to go through school, essentially free, for up to 12 semesters, and doing Database would take, at the most, 6. At this point I might as well, but I suspect this, in particular, has changed my focus.
You totally have that right though; to enjoy what you do like and what you can do ^^ There's no point in living if you have to abandon everything that makes you you and turns you into a dronish husk that throws you around. You have to hold onto the things that make ya you and what you enjoy. Big or small~ I wish ya good luck in traveling down a path that lets you do what you'd like and like it =3
In this particular use I only meant it to mean that we are all good at different things, and we spent years trying to find what we're good at, with some searching more than others. Thing is, I know what I'm good at, but tend to reject it as the direction my life should go because I'm too afraid of living below my means for the rest of me life.
In actuality, what I do with my life should not be defined by money.
Not all the money in the world will leave the impact a person can, and how you will be remembered. Actions speak louder than words!
Sounds like ya figured it out (:
Obviously I can't pronounce myself here as well as I can irl, so I'm not going to go far into this sort of deep, personal thought.
Happy for ya (: