Friday, May 11, 2007
Who I am is not where I have lived, or what I have accomplished thus far. I refuse to define myself in those terms, because we are all works in progress, and we are all the potential within ourselves, struggling towards that realization. For me, that struggle takes the form of a calling from somewhere far off and deep down inside. I am a philosopher at heart, a lover of knowledge, of wonder and experience. This inner self is manifested through the arts, specifically the venue of music.
As a musician, I constantly live in a dualistic reality; the tension between living for the music and facing the reality that the music industry is brutal, between writing music to inspire and affect positive change in the world and writing simply because I have emotions, whether dissapointments, love, happiness, confusion, angst or celebration. I am constantly trying to strike a middle ground that can resonate with people from all walks of life and especially with people who feel like me; torn between dreams and reality, right and wrong, and unable to fit into the convenient categories of superficial judgements. Yes, I am your typical white kid from the suburbs who has experienced hardly any of the hardships that many people around the world endure. No, I am not that person.
I have been blessed with many gifts; different talents and abilties, caring friends and family, and opportunities which many people will never have. I have also been cursed, with the white skin that constantly reminds me of a tainted history, with the limitations of a body and mind which could never do justice to the dreams in my heart, and with the inability to give in to apathy and resign myself to indifference. The latter is often times the most troubling, because the world we live in today is overwhelmingly filled with impossible challanges, unbearable tragedies and insurmountable obstacles.
Still, If we are to remain human, to hold on to individuality and embrace freedom, we must fight with all of our might against indifference, injustice and impossibilty. We must each accept responsibility for the fate of this world we live in, and no longer wait for others to make the difference that we want to see in the world. And while we must embrace the fight for freedom and humanity in all seriousness, we must never forget how to laugh. We must always remember what it is we are fighting for, the things we still have to celebrate and cherish, and the ability to love others. I am no more a hero than you or the next person, but I am determined to make a difference in my own way.
Posted by NOLA Hope at 8:20 PM