Matt's Blog: Back Maybe

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Back Maybe

It's been a long time since I last posted here, but on request from my mother, I am posting this post right now. I ended up skipping school yesterday, and came late to school today. I hope I will get back on track coming on time. My best hat, a Stetson fedora, has gotten dirty, and until it is washed, I am wearing a different hat. The main reason I have decided to post now is because I am itchy to type something, and dunno my school work at the moment. I get to go horseback riding later today, as is the same for most Tuesdays. I used to ride a horse named Rebel. He was a good horse. Somewhat of a rebel, as his name infers. But I have been changed to a different horse, named Shahar. Shahar is a bit of a brat, and compared to him, Rebel is as rebellious as a brainwashed monkey. Shahar will sometimes refuse to stop, or go, or turn, or just move without command. Especially with a leader attached. But he isn't always that way. And I suppose that riding Shahar while I learn will help me master horseback riding on other horses of different shapes and sizes and obedience. Shahars name is similar to the name Sarah, which is the name of a character in the Australian tv show A Place to Call Home, which I watch with my mom. We just finished season one (or maybe it was two), and in the last episode, Sarah (a lady that survived the holocast and other war stuff, and is pretty old) used some ninja moves to disarm a crazy descieving evil character of a shotgun, in one of the most intense moments of the show. It was pretty epic. Anyways, my friend Andrew is going to shave his beard, which will make him look very weird, his face baren, like a desert.

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Passion Is A Roaring Flame

All my life up until this year, I have tried different styles, different ways of living my life, different goals, to find what was right for me. But none of those styles or goals ever stuck for long. Why? Because they didn’t have passion behind them. And passion is what drives us to do what we do best. And to those who do big, great things, passion is a roaring flame that drives them to do great things. And that roaring passion takes anything in it’s way, and turns it into even more fuel. This year, I have found a goal, and a lifestyle built around it, that I am sure will stay with me until the day I die. My goal is to change the world, and not to a small scale. I want to make a difference, and a big one, and change the world on a worldwide scale. And the roaring flame of my passion can’t be put out by even the biggest of challenges, for with every challenge, and every day, it strengthens, and grows. And I believe that almost everyone out there has an untapped passion, waiting to be lit, and fueled. And I believe that if I keep on challenging my skills and talents, training them, and sharpening them all my life, starting now, I will eventually have the skill it takes to set aflame the untapped passions of millions of people, passion to do what they can towards a good goal, and not only keep the flames from dying, but strengthen them, until millions of people are contributing towards making the world a better place, by doing what they can. I believe that I will be the candle that sets the other candles ablaze, and lights up the world around it. My passion was set ablaze by the hatred of what makes me different, and causes me and my friends to be discriminated, and face many hardships nobody else has to face. The hatred of that has sparked the flame of passion toward making the world a better place. When that passion flame was just sparked, I just wanted to make people around me happy. And as it grew in strength, I wanted to end bullying and make others happy. Then the fire found tinder, and I wanted to make people happy, educate people, end bullying, and be a gentleman. And at this point, I want to change the world on a big scale. I can only imagine that by the time I can achieve my goal, the flame of my passion will be more than a flame, roaring like a lion and powerful like a raging grizzly, but grow to be not a flame but a tornado of fire, growing with everything in it’s way. Over the course of my life, things will change. Sad and exciting things will happen. But one thing that will never change is my passion. And when I die, my passion will inspire others to change the world as well, and carry on where I leave off. I will bring honor to my family name. So wish me luck.