a piece that i wrote for my contemporary youth problems course...
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How do I describe myself? I could describe myself by what I do, but still, that’s not too terribly accurate, is it? My identity, at its most fundamentally communicable form, is my character. It is the element within me which defines my actions and interactions with others around me. I believe that one of the deepest aspects of character that I hold on to is truth and from that, honesty. Truth is knowable, it is not some abstract, relativistic concept varying for each person, but rather we can know what right and wrong is and more importantly, the source of truth. Honesty, the outward assimilation of truth, is so crucial to our civilization that without it we wouldn’t have government, science or social order. These two are probably vastly more important than I even realize.
I’m just like most other people, I enjoy lacrosse, cycling and appreciate really good food, I mean really good. I love to sleep, but not more than eight hours and I can’t stand watching TV cause all of the sensory inputs make me go crazy. Stephen Colbert makes me seriously consider the seriously detrimental seriousness in our society, while Barack Obama gives me some kind of urge to put hope back into this country’s politics. I’m no more American than the next guy, everyone can’t believe that my mum is from England. I’m an Apple guy to the core, PC’s remind me too much of 1984. Yet, in all these things, these are not who I am. Even with my parents divorcing in 2003, probably one of the most monumental turning points in my life, this does not define me as a person. I’m much more than that, we all are. Yet too often, the perception of ourselves becomes so myopic that all that is left is a conclusion from the calendars and PDA’s which direct our lives. We were destined for so much more, but we lost that so long ago thanks to that one piece of fruit.
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:) Thanks for writing this.
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