Carl Jung "Memories, Dreams and reflections"

"There I was now, the first human being to recognize that this was the world, but who did not know that in this moment he had first really created it"

We can see in the text that during his travels to Kenya and Uganda, his perspective changed giving him a sort of systematic view on the world around him . We can infer a new outlook on the world he now see by quoting "The meaning of consciousness has become overwhelmingly clear to me, what nature leaves imperfect, the art perfects" Man, I, in an invisible act of creation put the stamp of perfection on the world by giving it objective existence. This act we usually attribute to the creator alone without considering that in doing so we view as a machine calculated down to the last detail, along with the human psyche, it runs senselessly, obeying foreknown and predetermined rules. In such a cheerless clockwork fantasy there is no drama of man, world, and God; there is no "new day" "leading to new shores" but only thee dreariness of calculated progress. Carl Jung or CJ as we coincidentally have the same nickname, he was a Swiss man that experienced traveling in his life that enlightened him and gave him a broader outlook on life that even though he tried his hardest but could not stay completely objective when evaluating these different cultures. He had a deep sense of superiority when comparing himself to these people that he could not avoid, he described it as your unconscious self being exposed that had hid within himself a deeper connection, a deeper meaning, to what he would normally have and all these thoughts are buried deep and locked away in the inner working of your minds, these dreams that we sometimes can not explain could be representations of these thoughts and they sometimes haunt us. Maybe that's why we sometimes have a hard time sharing our dreams with others. We mite feel like we're better of keeping some things for ourselves for fear of what they could say or think about us and what we may very well think of ourselves.  

A little bit "About Me"

 On March 26th 1996 at around 9:00 am, my mother had finally done it... she had made a mistake she won't soon regret, she gave birth to her third son...ME! CJ the youngest of three siblings, one over achieving sister and one athletic but trouble making brother and there's me and well I'm sort of in the middle. I was never an overachiever like my sister, in fact I would usually be the kid that would spend the class cracking jokes with friends and then borrowing someone else's notes and passing with good grades, yeah I was "that" kid. As a child my parents put me on every sport they could find including baseball which was my family's passion especially my fathers. Although I found some of them fun, none of them really clicked with me so I would quit quickly, I would usually prefer staying home playing games or watching movies rather than doing something active which is something that I would later regret greatly. As a kid that didn't really do anything sporty growing up I would just end up finding any new and interesting way to entertain myself, it would usually involve some way to make people laugh or annoyed, not always one or the other but just some way to get a reaction from them just because I was that curious.

 I remember this joke that my family would always tell me that my nickname CJ wasn't because of my name but instead it meant "Como Jode". Due to this "habit" of mine of trying to get reactions from people I ended up creating some good friends that would stay with me till this very day but the coin flip of this is that I would get into fights rather frequently with my brother and at school, this lead to me having some built up anger inside. It was when this was happening that my father decided me to put me in contact sports like MMA and Jiu Jitsu and this is when I started to have a passion for sports. I had finally found something that clicked with me and that was one of the best experiences of my life. The jui jitsu group that I was in was like another family to me and my sensei was like another guardian that helped me accept myself and work harder for my goals. This affected me very positively because both my parents and the jiu jitsu club expected good grades from me for me to continue practicing, obviously I was more motivated than ever so I gave it my 100% and finished my 10th grade with all A's.

Sadly this came to crashing end one day where I dislocated my right knee for a second time during practice, the pain was unbelievable and I almost started crying ( almost I said almost dammit), and after this injury they told me that I had to have my knee operated on and that I could no longer continue practicing mma due to health problems, and even nowadays I have to use special braces on my legs to correct my movement. Even through all of this I took some time off to think I got back up, regained my confidence and manage to get back to my comedic and friendly self. After the injury my last 2 years of high school weren't that great for me academically because I went back to my old ways of copying someone else's notes moments before a test but still I had a great time and somehow even managed to graduate with honors. The after effects of mma still linger and I still crave that level of physical exhilaration from time to time so I enrolled in a gym and along with some friends I can get some good work done although I do sometimes miss the tatami. Another thing I haven't mentioned is that I'm a huge fan of metalcore bands and Parkway Drive is that band that is like my special place, whenever I listen to their music it just makes me feel alive.