Not my new year

Shabbat shalom.

March of '09 I was made awake.
Like a Neo rising from the fluid and mechanical feeding tubes that dominated and controlled my perception of this reality.
Coincidentally or not, I rose at the beginning of the True year.
1 year gone and I have come so far.
With new perspective came new behavior.
With new understanding came new interaction.
As always, the ignorant misunderstand and fear that which threatens their comfortable bubble of perception.
Old things come to ruin on the path of transformation.
In a world where change is perpetual, one would think others would realize that the old world they are seeing in their young eyes just may fool their limited understanding.

If life is only what we see, then life is such a waste.