Oh boy! It's early morning! I have a bad habit of sleeping late so that is something I am going to change. Early to bed, early to rise. That is so true when I practiced it long ago. I don't know how people can stay up late. After a period of time where I've been staying up late, it really affects the mind to a degree where it just does not function at its capacity. I don't believe there are exceptions to anybody; it always affects us. Plus, the mind is full of inspiration and ready to receive inspiration when it's early in the morning and how I love that inspiration!
I was looking at prices for sky-diving. It's not a cheap thrill, but man! How I would love to go sky-diving! Ever since a friend planted the idea in high school, it just seems so amazing! To fly through the air...the atmosphere moving around you, the dance of wind and body, penetrating the colloquial sky. The rapture that mesmerizes you, sustains you, pulls you, guides you. Body meets Heaven.
I had an epiphany on Sunday, March 11, 2012 in the afternoon. It was so subtle, but once the idea grasped me, it worked itself through me. It was as if my eyes were opened. I loved it. In Provo, Utah (go figure)...I would have found myself. It was so simple! I've been taught it for a good portion of my young-adult hood (which by the by, seeing how I'll be 23 in May 2, am I still considered a youth? I believe I am. True adult-hood really is reached until around late 20's, but I could be wrong. Eh, my opinion. But looking at my current generation, many kids my age still seem to be just that, kids. HAHAHAHAHA oh boy I love this world!)
I took a plane to California last month. I didn't realize I was sitting in first-class until I was in the middle of the flight. It was so fancy. I didn't know how to react. I was treated with more respect, but that respect seemed so artificial to me. How come I didn't get that exact same treatment when I'd fly economy? I don't care if money talks, I want others to be treated with that exact same level of hospitality. I told my brother that I didn't like it. He was quick to get on the attack and tell me "fine. Next time you'll be flying coach." Later on I said thank you to him and how appreciative I was for flying First-class (I secretly did enjoy it...how shameful of me). Truth be told, I really didn't enjoy it too much because I felt that I shouldn't deserve, or rather, be entitled to such treatment. It felt as if I was high-class, and it brought shame to me. Maybe it's the opinions of others, as if I'm rolling in money...I hate money, I absolutely detest it (because hate is such a strong word). I would rather be with others who are in Economy class, I feel comfortable there. However, I am planning on flying to Taiwan the second week of April and plan on being there for the minimum of 2 weeks (April 20, Taichung! Oh yeah! Totally going to live that night up with all those foreigners! I mean, it's Taichung! The city is ridiculous! Frankly, all of Asia is ridiculous...and I love it!) and the seats that are only offered for the flight are business-class and first-class, no coach.... Well I know what I said earlier, but I may have to take the offer for Business-class, especially when all I spend will be around $400 round-trip and business class is expensive (last I remember, to Japan it was around $10,000), PLUS! the flight to Asia is a long one, and I know I shouldn't fall asleep while travelling to and from, but the seats.... Nevermind service, the seats! So. Comfy.
Well I end this little random writing that whoever was able to figure this out, bien hecho! The title, "Blank Page" is to signify after an interesting period in my life, a period by which I sought to figure "it" out (you know, IT...the big, heartfelt questions to one's life), after a lot of battling and struggling within, I realized it. A new start. A fresh page. A blank page. I'm not forsaking a past I had, I'm just not letting the past dictate my present to ruin and eradicate a bright future that I am meant to enjoy. That future I so want. I had to plead for this. I have been so grateful for all of it. That spiritual side could never be abandoned. Oh how I'm grateful for the Atonement of Christ. I mean, it's crazy after having studied much about it, I still learn more about it. Man really is nothing. We don't comprehend it. Oh how I needed to grow up. Oh, how I needed it all. Oh, how I loved it all. I want you to know, whoever is reading this, that I love this Church. I know it deep and fully within in my eternal soul that The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is the one and only true Church on the face of the planet. I am not apologetic of that statement. I know it, God knows I know it, and by the power of the Holy Ghost, I know it is true. Christ and His Atonement, it is a perpetual life changer. However many times one wants to think that I just speak in a manner of speech, please don't be passive about this. I am 100% certain of it. You can tear me up and break everything about me, but you will never destroy my undying spirit! No! You will never be able to! I am bound to a God I love. I am in debt to a Savior who ransomed me. If you are not a member, please, ask me a question or even search us up, www.mormon.org. Better yet, meet with missionaries, and please be willing to accept what they have to say. Put aside any doubt you may have and try an experiment. Test it out to see if it is true, and I can promise you if you really intend to know if it is true, you will receive an answer from God, by the power of the Holy Ghost, an answer dedicated to you and meant for you, formed for you. I love you all.
Until next time, hasta proximo, 再見 (although you may get the idea that that means "bye" in Chinese, you split the words down, 再 = again, 見 = see; so, see you again, or see you later).
....dang it was supposed to be hidden...man...I don't even want to try to figure it out...lame....
~Philippe
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