On Planet Earth, we are not allowed to truly shine on our merits anymore. It doesn't matter what good work or experiences are accumulated, whether or not one is intelligent, hard-working, caring, and so willing to work hard. On this planet, people are not permitted to contradict policies because expectations and qualifications have to fall within the image of the thing, rather than the thing itself. So, to you, Great Universe, I am offering this covering letter and résumé for all the future jobs, people, and events I endeavour and aspire to, and I leave this in Your capable hands, and not In the hands of those who would hinder me.
I am a very enthusiastic person. I am happily able to do basic work that doesn't require a great deal of thinking, but rest assured, I am capable of much more. I hold my hands up to the errors of my past, the gaps in my resume of life that are difficult to fit into the continuum of a resume. If there is one lesson I have learned, it is that I am a survivor and fighter, and I crave opportunities to shine and be so much more than the sum of my past tragedies and triumphs. What I lack in the continuity of my resume, I make up for it in wisdom, patience, and even a modicum of intelligence if allowed to utilise it.
I have potential, creativity, and dedication to those who would be kind enough to trust in my abilities. I may not have the credentials that are expected and I understand how you wouldn't want to take your chances on an unlettered person with uncertified qualifications. I speak, write, and fundamentally understand English grammatically and love words, their spellings, and permutations, and ensconce myself in writing about the Transatlantic differences of my chosen language. I can also converse colloquially in Japanese, as well as write its alphabet and some Chinese kanji characters. To a lesser degree, I can follow French and Spanish roughly, enough to greet, ask for things, and thank the people of France, parts of Spain, and Mexico. I love linguistics. I love maths, physics, chemistry, natural sciences, philosophy, literature, art, and music in the many ways they help shape my understanding of the world around me.
My learning has been a long journey based on pain, joy, autodidactic pursuits, curiosity, love for life, and great passion for what I believe in -- the quest to grow and learn and love until my very last breath. I am a writer, an observer of life, lover of nature, a musician, a poet, a thinker, a photographer of nature and beauty, and an artist, and my language is kindness, patience, love, and long suffering. I understand the nature of people, and occupy myself with anything that permits me to learn, study, and achieve.
Alas, I am as imperfect as they come, and the aspects of me that define kindness, patience, and long suffering cut both ways: on the other side of the better part of me is sensitivity, perfectionism, and introverted and introspective tendencies. None of these diminish me, but the can be tedious to the observer. Additionally, I have a half of a century of life to remind me that I have survived my weaknesses.
However, I will not bend to the will of those who would speak to me with condescension, doubt, and mean-spiritedness -- whose expectations are rooted in fear, contempt, impudence, and belittlement -- those who demand respect and deference and judge, but command nothing that would warrant the same. I may seem frail or weak, absent-minded, spineless or frivolous, but beneath what others see, I see, and I accept the views of others and try not to take to heart the dubious words sometimes reflected back to me. Invariably, once false pride is set aside, I humble myself to the error of my ways. These are the unspoken rules by which I abide.
If it is the will of all things greater than me for me to fade into the sunset of my life, I will gladly follow (with a fight, and screaming and kicking, as the case may be) as I trust the greater Universe in all the wisdom contained therein. If this is my lot, then let me be useful in other ways that help pave the way for others. I beseech You not to act punitively or to judge too harshly, though I almost certainly deserve the occasional kick or nudge to remind me of the error of my ways at times; however, I will never heed to unkind spirits that would see me as stupid, foolish, unworthy, ugly, and reviled in ways that are cruel to the heart. Those who belittle are smaller than the object of their belittlement.
