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If you know me, than you already know who I am...Just accept me as just chris...
Loyalty, commitment, devotion and honor....are no longer rewarded....Instead, the world chooses to beat it down, abuse it, punish it....and abandon it...

What is wrong with caring for other people more than yourself? I learned one thing- don't continue helping those who will not help themselves, you will only waste your time, and they may drag you down. There is a philosophy I have heard, that I believe is complete bullshit- If you do not love yourself, you cannot love others. What about those who love others more than themselves? It is so easy to criticize those you do not understand and at the same token, it is very unwise. Those who love others more than themselves, have a initiative to do the right thing out of the purity of heart. If that is not worthy to be loved than fuck off- I don't want to be apart of such a world.

Lone Wolf-
I do not like to do what others do. I do not like to be caught up in group drama, little lone my own. I work at my own pace. I do what I feel is right. I will not follow others unless I can benefit. I feel different from others, because I do not think like most people. I stray away from the pack to keep myself from getting hurt. There are very few in this world that I stay close too. I know so many and barely know them at all. I have a complex mind, but I try to keep my life simple. I think society is bullshit, I think humanity is bullshit. Religion and government is a croc! I breathe to live and live to breathe. I cannot stand the fact that I am tied to humanity's simple animalistic necessity's- sustainance, bodily waste removal, and reproduction, in basic english- having to eat, taking a shit and sex- fuck all that! I would rather not have any part of it but I am stuck with it in the menatime like everyone else, and like everyone else, I am built to desire these neccessities. You still don't understand? Thats OK- I understand, and that is all that is important to me in all of my arrogance. If you criticize me for all these things, well- than you know why I am lone wolf.

What is, is what is now,
What was, is what is how.
I thought there was only 3,
But when I looked closer, 3 became 5.
As you, and me, we are all alive, adding it to 3.
Look closer, and connect the dots,
Forget what you read, and put yourself ahead.

Do you ever wonder who, what, when, where, why and how? Really, it is just a waste of time. Indeed, many of us ponder such things, and we seem to fall short of trying to find out all of these. Just when you thought you knew everything, you don't know shit. All that I am trying to do, is thoughtfully affect your way of thinking.

Long ago, in the days of my childhood, I was not quite the studious child. I was placed in a group of children that needed thier reading skills tuned. Dot to dots were the major projects we were given. The other children were taught to read. Needless to say, I felt segrated, and stupid, and second class to the school system. For years to come, I felt disdain. I never did well in school because, I felt, "What is the point? I am stupid anyways. I will try just to set myself up for failure, and feel even worse about myself." One day, as I was venturing into the unknown, looking for the answers that no one had, I came to a conclusion of what my mind was built of. While the other children were reading, they were being told what to think. The rest of the kids were being taught dot-to-dots, we were being taught how to think. The most successful people in this world, don't do what others do. They strayed away from being tought what to think, and looked to the alternative of how to think. I no longer feel the disdain for I felt for years towards the school system, and myself.

Why all the bullshit with the paranormal, the unknown and such?
These things go back to interests I have had since a child. I was brought up on Star Wars, Battlestar Galactica, Buck Rogers and Star Trek from the craddle.I have studied UFOlogy since I was 11. My grandmother was my biggest inspiration. She was a unique woman that had many gifts mentally, emotionally and spiritually. She was before and ahead of her time. I talked to her one night when I slept over. She was reading Communion, and I saw the picture of the Gray alien on the cover. I asked, "Grandma, what is that?" "An alien," she replied. "One from space?" I asked, "Perhaps." She said, "Nobody is really sure where they are from Christopher. Maybe space, another dimension, maybe they are us from the future." My grandmother and I had so many conversations about time and space, UFOs and aliens, astral travel and psychic powers, ghosts and all kinds of supernatural and unexplained phenomenon and shit. My grandmother was my ultimate inspiration for these ideals. I hope that the Maker has helped her find her and my grandfather find their place in the stars.

Now- enough of this bullshit! ...If you want to know me more, than read my blogs...or better yet...contact me...