Manifesto
man·i·fes·to ( P ) Pronunciation Key (mn-fst)n. pl. man·i·fes·toes or man·i·fes··tos A public declaration of principles, policies, or intentions.The purpose of this Manifesto, or Mission Statement, is to let you know what I am all about, and why, if you aren't already aware. I am not foolish enough to believe that all of my opinions are popular. Nor am I vain enough to think that I am right about all of my subjects. Odds are I have been wrong at least once in my life... I think it was in 1999. Those of you whom I know personally, I am aware to a certain extent of your thoughts and opinions regarding certain subjects. So each time I write something I mentally list those who I think will agree or disagree, and for what reasons. Everyone has opinions, but not everyone chooses to voice them, or at least not to this large extent. I will admit that I am probably more opinionated then most. I grew up in a rough family, truly the red-headed step-child that everyone jokes about. I didn't feel that I belonged to any branch of my bisected clan. With my step-father's family I was an outsider because I wasn't really his, and in my real father's family, I was an after thought, visits were scheduled around photo opportunities and such. I can say... or lay the blame on dealing with this insanity. This is the root of my evil. I used to hear constantly that I was a rude little girl, and that I had a smart mouth and ugly ways. When I quizzed my mother about this she said I did have a smart mouth, SHOCKING, and I developed/used it as a defense mechanism. She said basically I learned to bite people before they bit me. So, now I'm a sassy dog. Children aren't stupid, in case you were under that misconception. You may think they don't catch on to things, but they are very well aware of the what is going on around them. I knew that people hugged me when they didn't really want to, I could see it in their faces. I responded to their polite questions or nice remarks, and then turned and pretended I didn't hear the ugliness they spewed behind my back. Things were done out of obligation and for appearance instead of real emotion, and it was up to me to deal with it. These things shaped who I am today. This is not a bad thing... nor is it placing blame, it is just a statement of how things came to be. It is for this reason I feel strongly about honesty. I do speak bluntly, too bluntly if that is possible. I prefer that you always know where I am coming from. No matter how insane the topic. I don't sugarcoat things, I don't give compliments I don't mean, I don't express emotion I don't feel. I prefer that everyone else do the same. I can't stand back biting and two-faced encounters. I don't care what you say to me, as long as you mean it. I may not like, it, but I'll respect your opinion, and that you were strong enough to voice it... I had to do something to express my emotions; rage, confusion, hurt, fear, whatever it may have been at the time. I spent a lot of time reading books, observing and absorbing how things worked around me. This gave me a lot to talk and write about. Somehow along the way I started tempering it with humor, and that is how we've gotten to this point. For me, the magic of people is that we all see things in a different light. Our perspectives are shaped by our own personal experiences. Some people choose to deal with their insanity by using alcohol or drugs, making music, or drawing. Others bury themselves in their work, some use their hands to build things, and others use their fists to tear things down. Maybe you immerse yourself in a book, or a television show, or turn to the internet to find whatever you crave. To each their own! I write, I joke, I rant (shrugs). I verbalize what is rolling around inside of me and I feel so much better after it is out. It is simply my way to take the weight off my shoulders. Finding humor in things is what keeps me sane.. although some will question that statement! I've heard many times that some of the best works of art come from people with tortured souls, I don't know how true that is, but I do know that in today's society dysfunction is thy name. As a result everyone has their own why's, when's and how's. Now you know mine. -Mikki
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