Learning Process

Airplane mode for this one. Ok so, you know back in middle & high school where you had to write up this big report at the end of the marking period or semester that tasked you with summarizing a list or culmination of things learned during a given time...here it goes. As stated previously, I was gone for a minute...in less than a year, I've been a mountain of emotions and feelings I wish I hadn't felt. I'd say that's accurate for about half the time from the time of my last post until now. I do a good job of suppressing things, and there's a difference between being humble and simply accepting the garbage in life that's thrown at you. I struggle with that. It's probably self-inflicted...have you ever kept trying your hand at something you already told yourself you couldn't do, but were too stubborn to accept it? Or maybe you accepted it and in your judgement, stopped trying? Both apply to me. Yet as the trash accumulates around you, it can all be recycled and reused for the greater good in life. I'm still collecting trash. It's piled up to the ceiling...and I can't seem to figure out what day the garbage man comes around to collect. Remember how the teacher would ask the class who'd like to volunteer first?? And as if it were rehearsed, the class threw their heads up as if to be so intrigued by every dust particle that circled their desks...being on pins & needles as you sat anxiously waiting for the teacher not to call your name in gut-wrenching fear.......only for the laws of attraction to tip the scale in your favor. And as you walk that green mile to the front of the class you sense every eye in the room burning holes into your stomach and chest. Palms begin to sweat, hair unravels, gum loses flavor and cottonmouth ensues...Light-headed and straining for air, you enter the point of no return...and as if to be sitting in your proverbial electric chair, the teacher asks "Well, what have you learned??"... A few things actually. With your back against the wall, what other choice do you have other than to push forward? You make a way...Figuring out life on your own is a crap-shoot, and brings more pain & suffering than bliss...Turning trash into treasure is a gift and if you've got that gift, you share it...Humble pie can be eaten (and shared) fried, baked, old & molding, with mushrooms, as a side with your 2-piece dark, and you don't need utensils to savor it...swallowing your pride is like trying to grip a blade of a knife, if your pride is your strength...your real friends don't nee or use Twitter to find ways to be involved in your life...hindsight aint hindsight if you choose to keep going around in the same circle, it just becomes your life...please everyone, lose everyone...you can't quit being in your own way if you don't know which way to go before anything else...life self-corrects it's people but it doesn't always forgive them; sometimes you've got to start over from the bottom to appreciate your climb to the top...struggle builds character, faith moves mountains, and your actions manifest your destiny -- let your ultimate goals water the roots of your success, let your actions be the outstretched branches of progression, and your fruits be used to nourish your fellow man. And life for me aint been no crystal stair.