It’s often said by some that we create our own realities. This is something I’ve been told since I was a kid. I never really understood it. Mostly I just assumed I had the power to control everything around me. But as I got older, I realized that wasn’t necessarily the case. It took a long time to figure out, and I mean a long time. Things began to morph from “I can control” to “I can create,” which is an important distinction. You can’t always control what happens to you. You can control how you react to what happens, though. And the theory goes, that if you strive for positivity and tranquility when life hands you a shit sandwich, things may begin to unfold for you as you wish they would.

So what happens when people’s realities all begin to line up?

No one can be 100% sure of what’s going to happen. If you try and tell me that something is going to happen with certainty, then please pick six lottery numbers for me to play. I’m nice, I may even share some of my winnings with you. But I can’t take someone seriously if they’re trying to tell me, with certainty, that an event will happen or that if I do X then Y will absolutely happen. I live in a grey area. I have no idea what will happen. Like I’ve said in previous posts, I’m operating under the assumption that anything is possible, even though not everything is probable. And so far, it’s worked for me (and unfortunately pissed off a lot of people along the way).

But then there’s this hope. This mad hope that exists. This thing I see in “my” reality of people calling upon the name of God as the one who is truly in charge here. He’s the one who has our backs, He’s the one who knows what’s going to happen. He just doesn’t tell us until we can see it ourselves. There’s this sweeping religious imagery keeps taking hold as we creep closer to Inauguration Day. Many say no, while others say yes. Some realities say to “trust the plan” while other realities tell you to “give it up.” Throughout it all, as it unfolds as it should, we’ve got some on both sides telling us to ignore our realities, ignore what we’ve built, ignore everything we’ve seen and everything we feel. And it’s the “feel” part that always gets me.

I’m a very feel-y person. My feelings are hard for me to put on a shelf, and it sometimes takes an act of God not to wear my heart on my sleeve. But although I can curb it when I need to, my reality is presenting a feeling that can no longer be ignored. We’ve heard the term “woke,” but I submit we’ve moved into present tense: awake. We’re all presented the same information from multiple different sources. We can’t argue the facts (even though we sure as hell try), we just digest them differently. But we’re all seeing the same thing essentially. And at this rate, enough people are seeing the same thing. They can see past the bullshit and watching the powers that be at work. Realities are colliding in the best way possible. We all know something is up, we just can’t put our collective finger on it. But maybe that’s how it’s designed. Maybe we’re not supposed to know. Maybe the feeling we’re helping create is enough.

All in all, the only thing I truly hope is that what I’ve created resonates with those who choose to follow me. I’ve had an internet following for over a decade at this point, with many who’ve stuck with me since the beginning. I don’t have all the answers, nor do I pretend to. I’d rather provide questions instead of answers to allow the discussions to come. That’s my reality: one where I’m the center of it all, where people approach me, ask for advice, then go. They enjoy the banter and the laughs along the way, but at the end of the day, I’m here alone. I sit in my chair, ever waiting. That’s not even something I created. That’s objective reality. I’m alone. But the feeling tells me that won’t be for long.

I know what is up and what is down. I don’t live in delusions, and I hope you don’t either. I just think the collective creation is something none of us can ignore. Maybe this really is how God speaks to us. He asks us to trust in him, not some man-made “plan.” The faith lies in the unexplainable, and maybe that’s enough for now. After all, they don’t call Him the Creator for nothing.

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