blogg cherries?

so , it 2:32 am, and i just decided to make a blog.  why not right? what can i lose lol.  i love writing, but no one really knows that, and that is mostly because there seems to be more people circling their everyday tactics, and definetly forgetting or appreciating intellegence that does not in the same race as technology. 
honestly though, i really hate using computers, ihate that they are slow, because i am with out a doubt the most impacient afrominican ( combination of African American and Dominican, with a little BAM of native american intertwined) to proudly walk on this earth.

 anyway, back to what i started, although i do extremly dislike using computers, i did realize that i needed to efface my stubborn occasions, and allow my brain to explore the secrets that travel , and silently hid under canopy like fabrics, they seem obvious to the eye , and so close to reality, but still visibly hidden.  there are opportuniites that i know are graspable, my lazy, stubborn, yet driven personalty usually slows down my production, and then , just in that moment, i have also choosen to nap on the word procrastination.

 yes yes , ahaha. i am a procrastinator, but i decided in this moment that my  use of a blog could be the begining of a revolution for my self.  i want to call it a "self revolution" era for myself.  imagine all of the interesting mysteries out there that are surely waiting for your discovery. 

i am a Capricorn and i an extremely involved with obtaining information that coincides with astrology, plants, the sun (my favorite) and anything interesting that i have never heard.  there for it is my pleasure and duty to myself, to become a learner and never let anything stop me from doing what i want.  my car accident in 2007 was LIFE CHANGING.  A coma and no memory, along with MANY other counter parts, are some occurrences that have quietly caused a collision of reality and belief, not religiouslyall of the time, but generally. 
one day i realized that the unknown was the biggest exposition for my need to discover.  i never wished to find myself angry for something that i didn't do , but was fully capable of accomplishing.  too many decisions that were made by me have sided with regret, and that feeling is just the worst.  for 2 years i was not curious about my future , and now my future is tip toeing around my desires. and i'm trying to get them