New discoveries and old news

So... The whole blogging daily thing didn't really work out too well for me... lol Always a work in progress... Anyway, I just felt the need to weigh in on a few things as I have learned quite a bit about myself over the past few weeks... And I'd like to use my blog as a way to chronicle at least SOME of this journey known as life... From my perspective at least. First things first... I realize that I am a lover of words, but a believer of behavior. I have dedicated my life's work to understanding why people do the things that they do and in that understanding, I try to help them to gain the tools necessary to change the things they want to change... Or accept that change is not a remote possibility and achieve change in their views of the situation instead. That is my life. It's what I am passionate about. It's what I love. And the way that translates into my personal life is that I appreciate words... Especially fancy well-thought-out ones. But I thrive on action. I am very action oriented, and I appreciate people who (like me) do their best to make words and actions marry...continually, in happy matrimony. I realized recently, that I am very attracted to the beauty in words, and people who take them as seriously as I do. I love people who can finesse a sentence and use words to the powerful extent of moving hearts and changing minds. Orators. I love orators. I fell in love with Franky Ocean that way. And I did not realize it until a few minutes ago. He paints pictures. Beautiful ones with his words, with his mind, with his mouth, from his soul... No paint brush needed. The air, our minds, imagination... all his canvases. I had never really paid any of his music any attention, and would still be willing to take or leave the lot of it if it were not for his amazing confession of truth and lies in his blog last week. I thought it was extremely brave of him to express himself in such a raw, honest way. But I could have taken or left that as well. It was his words. It was the picture he pained for me, that I have not been able to get over since. He was so respectful and appreciative of the human language, and yet found a way to make it his own....But make it mine too. I fully understood his position. His joy. His pain. His fear. his anguish. His rejection. His rebuilding and rebranding. All of it. All of him. And I was impressed. After this, I like many, bought his album. I've played it through one whole time. I'll play it today. But I cannot stop myself from listening to "Thinking bout You" for the life of me. Funny thing is, I'd heard it before the album release. It was the only song by him that I'd listen to. And NOW... I listen with new ears. he's saying something different to me than he was before. He sees my soul. He's aware of his soul. Maybe THAT'S what it is. For someone to be so in touch with human nature, and so aware of the impact words can have... And be able to execute each harmoniously... One must be self aware, and understanding, and speculative... And so many other things. And that must be what I love. I also realized that this is how several of my past significant others have gotten me. They recognized my need for the unusual. They were creative in their approach and were able to tap into my appreciation for a man just as aware of me as he was of himself. That coupled with the level of creativity with which each approached me, and expressed themselves. It's amazing. Some people win me over by offering me something that no one else has (my personal favorite). And then some meet that and exceed it by personalizing their existing talents for me. Creatively. Intently. Intentionally. Hmmm... This is an interesting tid-bit indeed. I think this is also why I am so put off by men who attempt this in a disingenuous way. Because it's usually very clear and I feel my intelligence being insulted when they think that I'm unaware. I don't like other people's left overs. I don't like receiving the same things that the usual receive. And I get immediately disgusted when I can tell that, that is the case. All very interesting things. :)