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I AM NOT NORMAL

I hate using the word normal, because ultimately it breeds a sense of comfort, comfort in knowing ā€˜I donā€™t have to bring change because the current state Iā€™m in suits me just fine.ā€™ The inevitable question weā€™re faced with is: does it really? Itā€™s so scary to know that we have become so comfortably encapsulated by the NORMAL world, when in fact, that same world throbs for change. Donā€™t we know that our perception of the word normal was created by someone not AFRAID to CHOOSE? Someone who declared their dissatisfaction with the then state of society with the inventions we cast our burdens on today? I look at the world every day and see the marvellous inventions we have created as humans, knowing that ultimately we were given the same resources to work with, a mind and heart. I think what it boils down to is the text written about us fearing our potential. I suppose itā€™s much more comforting not having to stand out or be different to this false comfort that we named ā€œthe normalā€ I believe that our life does have a guardian angel that we sometimes choose to ignore, her name is providence. We need to find her hand because we know that sheā€™s calling we just choose to block our ears and sing the worldā€™s song.
So as youā€™re reading this now I want to challenge you, yes you! To make life truly suit you it does not matter if you have to move the oceanā€™s boundary, or decide to be the best one day while sleeping on your motherā€™s porch at age six, or even finding a way to light up the world.
MAKE LIFE SUIT YOU, EVEN IF ITā€™S ABNORMAL SING YOUā€™RE SONG.

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