Understanding How to Maneuver Through the World

For what we see, is often times, not what it always appears to be at first glance…

Over time, there’s a truth none of us can ever wish to escape. We must understand how we will maneuver through the world. Whether this come as an easy task, or a tumultuous and unfair disadvantage, we are all marked with trying our “best” to “make it” in the world. All jokes aside, this easily translates into: how well can you and I survive in the world?

Failure is a part of us, it’s a part of our nature to attempt, and sometimes fail at it. Other times, we may make an attempt and actually succeed at our end-goal. In the context of life, this can mean a myriad of different situations. It can be the difference between finding “the one”, it can mean the difference between whether you make the varsity team in college or not. It can mean successfully landing a job that you’ve always wanted (it’s obvious none of us want to work, but you get the idea). But what really makes a failure such a “failure” is our reaction to what happens to us.

You’ve likely heard this kind of phrase countless times before, and you might be rolling your eyes right now (or not?) but the truth is much harder to swallow sometimes. If you getting pissed, sleep for days in your bed, or generally just lounge around and skulk at the fact that you didn’t get it your way, you will likely face a life full of further hardship then it already needs to be. I understand we live through hard times, coming from a personal point of view, I’m currently almost 10,000 dollars in-debt. Life happened to me late last year (2016) and I had to find a way to scramble and pick up the scattered pieces. Sufficient to say, I knew I had to do two things. Continue with my college career, and also, work on finishing the absolute last edit of my first book in a series to come. So this reality became my base for a very tumultuous and seemingly never-ending rock bottom. To be completely honest, I still feel as though I am barely getting my life back together (whatever that means, life is never truly stable).

So here I am, sharing this very personal part of myself to a complete stranger who I’ve never met in person. To the unheard voices of many, I stand with the disadvantaged; because I realized how easy it is for those in positions of power to stampede and trample over the “everyday” person in our ever-faltering society. It’s a fact of life that the only way anyone will ever attain a semblance of happiness, is to be in-tune with their spirituality and ultimately, to be in-tune with each other as human beings. There’s no denying that there are countless lost souls in the world, traversing the world and following the rules that rule over our lives. This is good, of course, because admittedly enough, society is the only “good” thing we have left from the creations birthed from western civilization originating from ancient Greece.

We must work together, or fall as one. There is no in-between when it comes to protecting the innocent and naïve; and to allow them to grow into strong adults and productive members of our shared society.

Truth be told, those who are in positions of power don’t care at all what we, as common “everyday” people do with society. Society, in their eyes, is futile and set-up to fail. It doesn’t concern them, because again speaking from a place of honesty, I can see in the eyes of the materialistically wealthy individual, that they feel powerless and helpless to do anything about the situation. Too often we vilify those in positions of power, because it’s easier for us to do so, then to actually question why those people act the way they do, or commit the actions that they do. It’s much easier to just pin someone as evil due to his or her selfishness and egotistical ways.

Surely, I agree that to some degree, it’s quite disheartening to see such wealth distributed to only those who are fortunate enough to wield such “power”. But to be completely honest, I forgive such actions committed by such vile people. I forgive them, because I understand that this world we live in is about greed. We cannot escape it, it has become entrenched into our very livelihoods whether we as a collective want to admit this or not. We are all guilty of this crime, for we are still living and breathing after all. To be greedy and self-centered (to varying extents) simply means one is looking out for his or her assists (see what I did there). How can we get angry with people like this, when truth be told, if they didn’t act in such greedy ways, they too would fall to the wayside of society and ultimately life altogether in our world.

So what does this mean when we look in the reflection of our modern world?

It means that greed and selfishness is actually rewarded in our society. Yes, you read that right. Like many double standards in our ever-confusing society; we as a collective acknowledge and praise those who can successfully grow a business and sustain it over the long haul. If life were in fact fair and justified, this wouldn’t be the case then. But unfortunately, this isn’t how humans operate the world we live in. By nature, humans aren’t evil, we are just misguided and lost; because the truth of the matter is, we are all lost. We may find who we are, and what we stand for – but in the world, we will always be lost in the shuffle. This realization and truth will set you free, and help you realize that nothing is impossible to achieve. The only obstacle getting in the way between you and your desired future is how you deal with your past failures and how you move on soon thereafter. Make your own path, no matter how you manage to do it, and create a piece of worthwhile life for yourself. Don’t be afraid to try new things, and don’t limit yourself based on judgment alone.

For what we see, is often times, not what it always appears to be at first glance…

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

Gaining New Perspectives in Writing

We show only the parts of ourselves which we want the world to see, and this is what makes perspective so intriguing.

When you write, a lot of the times there are many different angles to look at any given situation you’re focused on. Whether you’re writing a non-fiction or fiction book, you’ll usually find yourself wondering which way is the best manner in which to view a topic. It’s always important to see something from multiple viewpoints, you never want to look at a piece of writing and wonder why you’re even writing it.

Some of the best methods of gaining a new perspective in your writing, is to imagine what your life would be like in different people’s positions. Better yet, you can also imagine what the world must feel like on a daily basis. Just imagine what the life of a mouse can be like. Or how a clock ticks. The possibilities are endless with this type of thinking when you’re a writer. There’s no end to creativity, the only limit is yourself. Never be too afraid, always question the validity of a person, a situation, or even the state of our world. The more you start to question, the more you begin to realize that everything in life is permitted. With this viewpoint, you can better understand a lot of the current world affairs in today’s globalized society.

A defining moment in any writer’s life, is characterized by a sense of awakening, or even a sense of understanding herself/himself in the world and where they stand in it. It can be a truly humbling, and sometimes even terrifying, realization when you begin to understand and come to terms with a lot of the realities of our existence and what it even means to be human in this ever-changing environment. To grasp your own identity is the single best thing you can ever do, not only for yourself, but for those around you who truly love you and cherish you for who you are as a human being in the world.

On a more transparent note, I want to let you know, that there are crueler fates out there in the world. Perspective also helps you to heighten your sense of awareness of this global injustice. Because in some manner, you will realize that even if you’re just one person in a sea of others, you can change the world, even on a micro level. Your actions, especially during times of hardship and uncertainty in your society, can help to further strengthen the bonds and connections you have with those around you.

Perspective of different people, different life-forms, and different ideologies, is probably the best tool to have if you are a writer. You’re able to understand so many otherwise mysterious concepts in mainstream society. You’re able to better analyze why something happened, and what caused it.

It’s kind of like being a detective, but the only thing is, no one in the entire world knows you’re paying attention.

If you choose to be naïve or willingly ignorant, I cannot judge you. I used to judge people on being ignorant, back when I was a teenager. But now that I’m an adult, I’ve come to understand that everything (and I mean everything) has a reason for being the way it is; and those things don’t necessarily change all the time. Some things can stay the “same” for a very long time. Inevitably, however, things do change. Whether it be in minutes, hours, days, months, years, or centuries – everything eventually succumbs to change. From people acting in peculiar or serious ways, to the very actions conducted by those in positions of power; to the differences between you and I, to the similarities two very different people might share – everything works according to what is being reflected or shown.

We show only the parts of ourselves which we want the world to see, and this is what makes perspective so intriguing.

I could go on further, but my time is limited today. I have a lot of work to do, and so little time to finish it. If anything, I’ll leave you with one simple thought: hold the deepest parts of yourself close to your soul, but let the world see you for who you truly are. In this way, you can better build your own character through the different tribulations and trials out there in our shared environment.

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

Where You Can Find Inspiration

Make it happen, and the world will open up to you…

Inspiration comes in many forms. Ultimately, when you really think about it, there are many different kinds of inspiration. There are the sad kinds of inspirations, there are the happy kinds that make you smile to yourself, and then there are the kinds that really just make you ponder about life in general. It’s almost contagious, infections to the very soul.

In a way, if you permit yourself to open up to the world, even if it’s dangerous and risky to do such a thing, you end up learning more not only about yourself but also more about the environment of different places around the world. Traveling helps, and unfortunately, traveling cost a lot of money. Not everyone, myself included, can afford to travel to “exotic” locations (I put “exotic” in quotations because such places are not exotic to the humans and inhabitants living there). Yet even still, there are numerous ways for you to find inspiration.

Take for example, a silent moment to yourself. Such moments like these can help you further expand on imagination, to seize moments of otherwise escapable memories. These are the times when you can use your mind as an advantage over anyone who gets the luxury of traveling and garnering inspiration from their travels. Undoubtedly, some of the best places are not even found here on this world, but in other worlds; other places.

But if you don’t write fiction (or if you do and it takes place here on Earth), you can still use this method of gaining inspiration. Our minds are amazing structures, undoubtedly remembering even the smallest of details or creating new information altogether. The brain is the single most amazing source of understanding and comprehending life and the many different complexities to our existence.

In essence, there are a variety of countless new ideas that come to us, even when we’re not consciously thinking about writing. Inspiration is not only found around us, but more so, within us. We must not underestimate our capabilities to find inspiration of hope, of sorrow, and of miracles within our minds. As we observe the world, and thus, observe our place within it, we begin to better understand the very concepts which may have once eluded us once before when we thought we were “naïve” or “unaware” of the world around us.

For the truth of the matter is much more different. If you allow yourself to have an open mind, anything’s possible. The only thing required on your part, is to be determined and persistent enough to pursue that which you desire.

Make it happen, and the world will open up to you…

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

Fantastic World of Writing and Imagination

Oral storytelling is interesting as well. But there’s a place and time for everything, and a written-down story provokes emotions and thoughts that no other medium of entertainment can ever truly provide.

At the most inconspicuous times, I’ll discover a piece of a story that makes for a strange and exciting idea. In times of uncertainty, or just whenever I find myself daydreaming with a couple of minutes of free time to myself, I begin to drift. I don’t just drift into a daydream though, I’ll honor such an experience and jot down whatever imaginative thought comes to mind.

Later in the day, week, month, or even year, I’ll come back to it in my trusted notebook (just a useful scrapbook full of off-the-wall ideas). If I can create even two chapters from the idea, it becomes a Work in Progress for me (or as it’s called on Twitter: WIP). I’ve come to relish in the joy that comes with writing, whereas before when I was young, I used to feel like writing was a burden. I used to dream of getting right to the end of the whole process; to have a complete story without having to input all of the time, energy, and self-motivation needed to complete a story.

Oral storytelling is interesting as well. But there’s a place and time for everything, and a written-down story provokes emotions and thoughts that no other medium of entertainment can ever truly provide.

I can’t imagine what creating a story without writing would be like; for me at least. The journey of creating a story would be without lasting effect throughout the ages. I’ve come to realize that a book is the only medium of entertainment that can truly teach readers the many secrets and exciting emotions of life in a way where you have to use your own imagination to morph the story into your own mind’s eye.

Creating a story requires a vast sense of otherness. Sometimes, it requires that you take yourself, your own being, out of the equation. It calls for your cooperation and willingness to learn new perspectives on life, to understand what a complete stranger might be going through in their own existence. You must become completely selfless, giving yourself wholly to your work and not thinking twice about it. It should come natural; your fingers should feel the words you are writing, while your mind gets lost in the world of imagination that comes with the beauty of writing.

I’m 23 years old now, and I started writing random short stories when I was 10. There was something enticing about imagining other worlds, other realities; other dimensions even. Different tales of different people, untold secrets of vastly unknown experiences, heroism confronted with the complications of life’s blunt reality – there are so many wonderful concepts that come to mind even when just daydreaming. Of course, as an adult, we don’t always have the luxury of time on our hands.

But as adults, we have the sole power to choose what we make time for. If I wanted to, I could forget all about writing. But at the end of the day, even if I’m just starting out in the professional world of authorship, I fully understand that writing will always be my true passion in life. Whether I pick up any other hobbies in the future, nothing will ever compare to the joy I find in creating untold stories of vastly unknown experiences… 

Forever in Your Debt,

R.S. Noel

Distancing Yourself from the Outside World

This is the issue we’re all dealing with right now in today’s world. No one cares. I mean, absolutely no one.

Distancing Yourself from the Outside World

As intense (or lack of intensity) as our emotions can get on this particular topic, I realized I wanted to address this heavy issue today. Every single day, there are a variety of issues we deal with in the world. But one issue that we continue to push to the side, for obvious reasons, is that of how far removed we all our from the world. I mean the real world.

A lot of the times, people want to just ignore the millions of issues that exist, and I agree to some extent. Some issues really can’t be fixed in the world, no matter how hard you try. There are some unfortunate evils in this world that cannot simply disappear, because ruthless, uncaring, and cold individuals run the natural world. That’s the nature of business after all. It’s unfortunate that business is what runs this world. A lot of people even see the world without business as one that’s even nastier than the reality we face today.

Without business, we “likely” revert back to our natural human base of existence.

Many people who are adults and who have grown up realize how fruitless it can all seem in the grand scheme of life. But the truth is, we need to start caring more, and we need to start getting more involved and invested in trying our best to make even the smallest change in the world. Even if it’s just changing one person’s life in a monumental way, that would be good enough.

This is the issue we’re all dealing with right now in today’s world. No one cares. I mean, absolutely no one.

The only people we can turn to are our family, and our closest (and I mean closest) friends who have our backs. Otherwise, if you really think about it, we can’t trust anyone. Is this just another sad reality of life…? Perhaps it is.

But if we don’t at least try and strive to be the better man or the better woman, we begin to fall into a routine in life. Get up, go to work; ignore the vast majority of the people we see out in the world, get our work done, and mind our own business for the sake of hopefully keeping our work-lives intact. I get it though, I really do. I used to work two jobs, but now I go to school full-time. But that doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten how the working world operates. It’s a cold and calculating world, with the mantra of: “If you don’t want to work for 10 bucks an hour, someone else will.”

I know that there is no arguing or no asking questions in the workplace unless you absolutely need to. I understand that a lot of people suffer silently at their jobs in order to just get by. After all, nobody will look after you besides your parents, and even then, that could very well not be the case.

I suppose what I’m getting at is, even though this is a heavy topic, and even though I understand how useless it can all seem, I just want you to know that I’m here to talk with.

As small or insignificant as my offer may sound, I’ll always be here to talk with. If you need a person just to listen to you share your day, or even about something that happened to you today (or any day), then I’ll be here to listen to you. I enjoy just letting people speak their mind and receive at least some relief from letting it all out. You can go under “Contact” on my website and send me a message. I’ve already made some good friends on here, hopefully I can get to know some more people who have interesting pasts. After all, we all have a story to share, and we all have a past to admit to…

Forever in Your Debt,

         R.S. Noel

When I Finally Grew Up

They were passionate lovers at one point, deeply passionate to the point of no return.

I once was a nice young man. I once was courteous without question, humble without reasoning, and innocent beyond normalcy. Truth be told, my life was enraptured in a perpetual cocoon of safety and security. I was never challenged, never questioned about my own aspirations, never seen as anything but “normal”. My virtue was to help every single person without fail, to go above and beyond to aid others before I even thought about working on the empty hollowness I felt inside growing up. I felt superficial, not real, a mere byproduct of my biological mother and father fucking each other and producing me as the outcome.

I won’t apologize for my crudeness. For you see, my parents loved each other so much, my father used to tell me when I was about seventeen years old, that he and my mom would “get it on” regularly. And I’m not shocked.

They were passionate lovers at one point, deeply passionate to the point of no return.

Now, it’s a different story. They’re divorced and the both of them live in two different states.

But surprisingly enough, I’ve come to relish in the unconventional quirks of life. I understand now that such traits of generosity and basic kindness truly are necessary to maintain the little hospitality that still exists in our society today. I’ve come to see now that society is necessary; life without it would be even more unimaginably difficult then it is already. But…perhaps I secretly want life to be a challenge. To see if we can make it in life and for how long is inherently a human feeling and thought process we all eventually come across in our own individual and personal lives.

Yes, I’m still cordial. I’m still nice to a degree. But what I’m not, is a pushover. I had a displeasing experience when I was nine years old that changed my perspective on the way I was going to live my life. I wanted to live in truth, not in deception or lies. Sufficient to say, the experience I had when I was a child changed everything about my view on life, and it was definitely for the better.

The experience itself is insignificant now, as ironic as that might sound. But the details of it truly do not matter now. Ultimately, the point I’m trying to make is this: this was the point in my young life when I had finally grown up.

Don’t get me wrong; I’m still nice and cordial to complete strangers.

But, instead of just lying to someone I know outright and pretending to like them, each and every person who is placed in my life over a period of time, knows one of two things. 1. That I truly do want to become acquaintances, friends, and allies with them. Or 2. That I want nothing to do with them. I’m not fake about it; I “tell” it like it is. If I don’t like somebody, there’s usually a reason as to why. I’ve yet to come across a person I disliked and was completely clueless as to why I didn’t like them. Because the truth is, we all sense each other’s soul. We all see through the facade of reality and fantasy. When we met a person, within the first ten minutes of meeting them, we already know if we like them or not.

It’s not rocket science; it’s just regular old biological science. We know who we are and we know whom we like as people. There’s no going around this fact. Unfortunately, it’s common sense knowledge for any adult to realize that if people always acted out in honesty; we would all live in a chaotic world… But don’t we live in a crazy world already? So what’s the point of being fake with people? To get ahead in life? Right, because I want to disregard my own self by being fake towards a person I clearly don’t like. I suppose if you’ve come this far in reading this, then you’ve certainly gained a new perspective on life.

Forever in Your Debt,

         R.S. Noel

LACMA: Self-Reflection on Life’s Quarrel

Yet the truth of the matter is, life is more than just being nice and agreeable.

It was a fine Sunday afternoon. I spent the day at LACMA to complete an assignment for my Humanities 115 class. Nothing too out of the ordinary today happened, but what I did experience, was a small feeling of awe at all of the craftsmanship and artistic creativity housed deep within each piece.

As I walked around, observing the different pieces and the many sculptures dating back to ancient Greece to ancient Rome, I was beginning to question something deep within. A burning desire to know: What happened to our passion? I mean, as a collective. Individually, we are amazing. But as a group, this generation seems to fall flat. Of course, and ironically enough, the answer lies in history.

Our parents didn’t want to raise their children the way their parents raised theirs. Our parents wanted to treat us kindly and equally. They undoubtedly taught us some very valuable and amazing characteristic traits, no doubt.

Yet the truth of the matter is, life is more than just being nice and agreeable.

Life is about challenging yourself, it’s about raising up as a united front. It’s about getting out of your comfort zone and doing things that you might not have otherwise thought of partaking in.

If you look on the past, on our shared history, you can see that there were many different sides to the world. There were groups of people who fought valiantly, and many-a-times  even ruthlessly. But the fact of the matter is, the humans who have long since perished, knew a thing-or-two about living and about how to fight for what was right, even if they lost in the end.

Life is about both the beautiful and ugly experiences, it’s about feeling profoundly with your heart and thinking deeply with your mind. To share ideas and to take action against any injustice taken on us as a collective.

Certainly, I am very grateful I was raised in a nurturing and caring environment. It’s given me the very stable foundation I have today. However, and I say this with true love as my intent: I cannot survive alone on being nice and agreeable all the time.

Do you understand what I’m getting at?

But what I do know is this. Never take for granted the truth of your existence. Never pretend to be someone else that you’re not, just to fit in with the “cool” crowd. Do what your mind tells you to do. Even though listening to your heart is only meant for reckless, enlivened, and foolish people,  that’s the way I live my life. I live in the moment, I live for the thrill, of the rush that comes with living a true human life.

So I say this as a conclusion. Do not let anyone tell you how to live your life. After all, we’re all living in troubling times. How can anyone expect us to live so carefully? Surely, not even the gods would blame us mortal men for our actions of passion and excitement.Our original sin, I suppose you can say. Thus, I’ve found myself at a full-circle moment. Life is strange in this way, isn’t it?

Forever in Your Debt,

          R.S. Noel