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Lost and Found VIA WEBSITES

A few months ago, I made a decision that I was going to use social media to gain awareness for our business Visitext Visual Designs. I left audiobooks after working on eleven productions. During those two months, I had a crash course in ancient history, theology, and the great wars of our world.

When I hung up my headphones, I found the world around me had changed drastically or maybe reliving the past of our world through audio without a healthy life balance was too much for me to bear. Some may find discomfort in distant lands, feel may be lost, trapped in the past, and dear I say boring. For me, it was the opposite, and when I finally returned home, a way of living I knew before would never be the same. I tried my best to reform back to the U.S. culture. I got a ‘real’ job but continued to ignore the reality that I had changed. I was in reverse culture shock, and I no longer wanted to be apart of the ‘rat race.’ I found myself right back at square one when I resigned from my life. So, when I discovered audiobooks, I thought that would be the answer to ignoring the chorus of negativity that I had allowed to consume my happiness.

I stopped watching television after the Larry Nassar trial. My ears were in agony, and mentally I was exhausted. I physically could no longer tolerate distorted audio any longer. I’ve learned that you can run but you can’t hide.

A dream from 2008′ was what I thought, my last resort. It was time to finish what I had started, a design company called Visitext Visual Designs. We were off to a perfect start, except I was clueless about how much the world had genuinely advanced, and my own life was still not in order. I thought I was happy. I finally put to rest the past. Everything was in place, except I launched our business and did not reset the password to gain access to the internet.

Still ‘naive,’ excited and eager to choose for myself what I thought I had to offer. As I started to explore the internet, with a clear set of eyes, I began to realize how much had changed! The internet was no longer the safe place I remembered. I had allowed the internet to become a dominant force that was controlling my life. Once I discover for myself, this stark reality, I went into action.

I secured my wireless router, and I knew that my software and internet security was not up to par. I started to research security. I was able to learn how to regain the security that I had lost, which I had to relearn. Once, everything was set up and complete. Mind you. I had to delete my whole digital life. It was ultimately precisely what I needed, a digital purge of the past, a fresh start. After my life was removed and reinstalled, I called my internet service provider to change my personal password. Why did I not change that password at the same time? My internet security was protecting me from the past threats, not the present.

If someone were intruding into my cyber life, I would have to catch them with the new software, not the old. So, I continued moving forward. After three weeks of HELL, while leaving myself open to attacks. I finally had enough. Protecting my computer and cyber life against intruders, was my sole responsibility, not anyone else’s. Within an hour, after changing my password, I reinstalled everything, updated my computer, finally I was ultimately secure, at least free from the negativity that surrounded me. I cannot begin to express my gratitude to everyone within the cyber community that helped me along the way. The perfect storm presented it’self, it happened to be online merging with myself. It made me realize cyber life can be crueler than real life.

The first audiobook that I completed had presented the question, “Creation or Evolution”? I chose God. However, I will no longer be blind to evolution or ignore critical online security updates.

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LOST? Not really.

Picture THIS: Mum, Dad, an adorable one-year-old daughter with piercing blue eyes, just like her mother.

In this photo the water is blue.

Or is it Green?

Does the color really matter?

Even with my vision, I do not know.

 Serendipity brought us together. The mum called me over and asked me to join them.  This mum’s story, which again, I have permission to share, touched my heart. She heard my voice, now I will share her voice through visual-text.

LOST > FOUND > PICTURE THIS…

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Art by: JOEY

“Being lost has very little to do with your vision.”

The mum and I were talking about her daughter, she said “I almost died giving birth to her, you know? I even had three miscarriages before I had her, she is a miracle”.  I was humbled to meet someone that would say all of that in one sentence with a smile on their face.  She was also in her 7th year, since her diagnosis of MS (Multiple Sclerosis).

She is a photographer, that physically had ‘lost’ her vision, but she has certainly not lost herself along the way or her desire to create art

One day we were having lunch by the sea. She smiled at me and told me to come closer to her. We had been talking for a few days, but she had never really seen me. Everything in her vision in the distance appears like a “Monet Painting.” She can only see a clearer vision from a range of 3 inches from her face. My emotions started to swell, she could not see I was crying, but she could feel it.

She stopped me and Said, “Enough of that Christopher, I’ve shed enough tears for both us”. Then she said “I am not a victim, I am here with you, my husband, daughter, and I am still alive. She said, “I may have lost my vision, I may not see you Christopher, but I will remember your voice.”

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Humility

At Visitext, we create art with elements from our original content. Photography dating back to late 1800’d. Today, we run our business paperless, but we have not forgotten our roots, a humble reminder of where we started.

hu·mil·i·ty

a modest or low view of one’s own importance; humbleness.
“he needs the humility to accept that their way may be better”

“hu·mil·i·ty the ability to let creativity flow without getting in the way”

Humility

ART by. JOEY

“Five Hundred, twenty-five thousand, six hundred” hashtags to go.

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Box > Open > Recycle > UNLIMT yourself

I never gave my brain a chance to breathe…
I remember watching an influencer that had talked about how taking a shower, is not the place to be planning your day.  It should be a time devoted to clearing your mind.  A cleansing of the soul.  Not for me, I was always looking inside the ‘box’, trying to control things that were not mine to control.
The road less traveled is worthy of walking.  My ‘third’ life had become a box.  I had accomplished a “bountiful” living with my husband. We had arrived!
No worries about money, great careers, free to spend recklessly, and for me, I was MISERABLE. I had every MATERIAL ‘thing’ I ever wanted, and I was not happy. I was not pleased with the person that I had become. I had forgotten that my wellbeing, family, and friends, were the most important things in my life.
The hardest part of my third life was the daily routine. I literally could predict how my day would go.  Maybe it was not a prediction, I think it may have been my desire to control everything? Either way, I was stuck in a box limiting myself, while looking out at the world, wishing I was somewhere else.
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UNLIMT YOURSELF
Art by: JOEY
Today, I Am doing exactly what I want.  Changing the world one project at a time, with like-minded collaborators.
Unlimiting ourselves and “looking”outside the box.
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Work Should never be a “Chore.”

I want to share with you a “story.”

When I had a job, I hated when the alarm clock sounded. Getting ready in the morning was such a chore, it was my least favorite part of the day. Once I was dressed, out the door, and at work, I felt better. I may have been clean-shaven, had a smile on my face, but I was not happy. I was stuck in fear.

My passion of helping others in crisis, became a “Chore.”

My mother has always told me that I could do and be anything you want to be. God has blessed me with many talents. I am grateful that I longer waste my abilities or give them away anymore to a “chore.”  Today, I enjoy shaving and exploring anything but a routine task.

Definition: Chore
noun
A routine task, especially a household one.
Synonyms: work, job, duty, errand; More
an unpleasant but necessary task.
“he sees interviews as a chore.”

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True Self

Art by JOEY.

31 days of writing about my past travel experience daily, sounds to me like a chore. I will commit to writing daily.  I’ve lived in the past long enough. I will let creativity freely flow, not create and control it.