blueshark

i just cant help it that i am a shark. its true, i really am a shark, i hunt for what i want and get it with as much vigor and energy. i think that every human resembles some animal in certain ways,the attributes of nature are related very similarly to our own. every now and then the shark in me gets released and behind my innocent looking blue eyes lurks a strong powerful shark. in my self defense class last year i learned that in order to beat your opponent you have to assume the identity of something mystical and initimidating, something that you respect, once you believe that you are that identity then you can overcome the battle more easily, because oddly enough all battles really are won in the mind. i have to admit, my shark takes over too much lately, i scare off too many people, i basically tell assholes to fuck off with my eyes. i have actually seen a little reef shark give me the same expression once, the "fuck off, mind your own business" look when i was in the caribbean, he was cute, i learned alot from that grumpy young shark, especially when he followed my sister all the way to the boat and she didnt even notice. you truly can learn things from the world around you and develop certain quirks and pieces of knowledge from the creatures that you find fascinating and inspiring. appreciating the power and beauty in life gets people so far. sharks are my world, which animal makes you appreciate your world?
a beautfiul white shark