so sometimes you have to realize that you might not turn out to be a world-changing revolutionary.
or someone who can speak ten languages, or who discovers how to access the fourth dimension, or something.
or maybe you can't even do half of the things in life that you dream of doing.
which can be kind of disheartening if you are that person, the one that wishes you were a revolutionary.
i think i might be coming upon a new direction in my life. i mean, my direction is always for my king, but i mean something seems to be brewing lately about what i will be doing or how i will be doing "it".
(on a side note, i am learning how to knit 3-D objects. FINALLY. and i did a drawing that i put in an open show that is going to be in soho in two weeks at artists space gallery. anyone can be in the show, and i am one of those anyones. i think more galleries should be that way. no more of this "you can and you can't" stuff, right? we might need some of that, but because of the lack thereof this time i'm included!)
maybe i won't be a revolutionary (which i might dream of for a LONG time to come), but i pray i am who i was made to be. i pray i don't get caught up in this world's hoopla too much, and that i keep my eyes on what is important and real, and act with integrity and purpose. even if that means i cannot be the one who learns how to travel in the fourth dimension, i'll be who i am supposed to be, right? and i have to remember that that's better anyways.