The man behind the mare

CAUTION: READING THIS BLOG MAY PROVE AN ISSUE FOR SOME.
TO KEEP FROM GETTING INTO TROUBLE RATING THIS AS MATURE TEEN. LIKE, 16-18 AND UP.

Even keeping in mind those who can come across this, I still did my best to keep from making this too detailed, but to keep from offending others, or getting into trouble be certain of your sensibilities.

This is only a small way for me to try and branch out a little and allow others to know a little bit about me.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

A little bit about myself. I think I should start with something simple and small, so I don’t end up rambling if at all possible. ;P

How about I start with my favorite Pony, and why.

Luna is my favorite pony.

Why?

I’ll try and keep this short, and not go into too many details.

In the late 80’s, my mother and I left my father and tried to find someplace else. ((Edit: I was 2 years when we left)) We ended up heading for Texas, leaving Arkansas behind. (I used to have both accents, which annoyed me... Kind of still do if I end up hearing someone with similar Southern accents, or I’m upset)
With the clothes on our backs, we headed out. It was a lot of walking along streets all the time. Once we made it to parts of Texas, where there were few trees and forests, I had been exhausted walking with my mom for hours on end. I had also been very bored and was looking around trying to find something to interest me. I happened to look up into the night sky and saw so many small glowing dots in the sky.
I had asked my mom what they were, she had told me they were stars.
I was fascinated, I felt so small in that moment. I had always felt small, of course just being a child and comparing myself to adults, but looking up and seeing those dots, those stars, I felt there was more.
From that moment on, I loved the nights, where I could see all those stars and try to find shapes in them. To me, it felt so much more fun than being up during the days where the sun was blinding, and clouds were puffy things I didn’t pay attention to.
Days, weeks, and months passed slowly seeming to crawl by as when I could I would try to find as much about the stars in the night sky as I could. Among other things.
Over those short few years of asking adults, learning to read in school, and other things, I came to understand there was more to things than just the world around me which was already big. There was more out there.
It wasn’t long before I found out that the night sky I saw was actually my eyes peering up beyond our sky into something called ‘Space’, and that to explore anything regarding this was called astronomy, a part of learning called science. At this, I wanted to learn all I could.
I won’t go into details as to how I fell out of trying to get into anything relating to science, not even astronomy, but I will say, to this day that part of my childhood still remains with me.
I will add a little more here though it will seem odd as I will not go into details as to why if I can. But this is so you who read this can also understand another aspect of why I like Luna so much.
When I was a child with my mom on the streets trying to find places we could go, we ended up in a few... Halfway houses? Shelters? Idk. They went by so many names and such.
Anyways, at one point, I had said some things. Nothing I thought was bad or anything, and because of how I looked at the world, most of the people of one of these places looked at me in fear.
So much so, that they called me names, even in front of my mother, as well as become slightly more physically violent, they also forbade me from being around their own children.
They called me evil and even went so far as to call me a monster. ((Edit: I was I think about 6 years old at this time))
Why?
Well, at what I have put here already, I should expand a little.
I was anti-social, but not as bad as I was shortly after this, especially in school. At a very young age, I saw things in the world I did not agree with, but also understood there was much I did not know or understand, and even great beauty all around.
One thing I understood, was who and what I was. I was born into my body as a male and was meant to be a female. I had, at the time, come to this conclusion of my own accord, with no influence (To my knowledge) to this. Hell, My mom came off as more male than female. (She also usually had more balls than most men, till they use the archaic forms of “Putting a woman in her place.” I don’t abide by this.)
Anyways, because I simply came to accept this as the truth, I figured I was just stuck as a girl in a boy’s body.
Everyone around me, back then, in Texas, could not abide by this.
I was a freak, a monster. I was not to be around other children till I “Learned to be a man” or at the very least acted like a boy. I turned to these adults after their treatment of me was finished and told them, (I suppose I was really upset and had a very dark look on my face cause most of them literally jumped back)
“Some day you will come to understand I am not wrong. This is not a choice. This is a state of being. It will come to be accepted and come to be understood. You have to understand there is more to nature and life than you can understand.”

This is not exactly what I said, but fairly close.
Well, I was holed up indoors for roughly a week-ish, not only nursing mental and emotional wounds but erm... Physical as well. As well as a couple of other incidents that transpired which... Should not be mentioned here.

In that time, I came to understand they were afraid of me because I was not what they wanted me to be. I was different and accepted it so easily, whereas they could not.
They feared me for who and what I was, and would not accept me unless I “Acted” like everyone else expected, what they saw as, “Normal”.

I consider Luna as my favorite pony because she holds control of the moon and stars over Equestria, something I have always enjoyed and loved. As well, she was once feared for being who she was.
From my understanding of the story, Ponies feared Luna because she controlled the moon, stars, (The night in general), and dreams. Many of the ponies back then, as our early human ancestors believed, night and darkness were to be feared and resented, as this was where nightmares and monsters came from.
She did nothing wrong until it became too much to bear on her own, as well as other things happening, that turned her into Nightmare Moon.

If I were a pony, I know deep down, I would love her nights, and stars.

As for Aura Chime, she has an enjoyment of the stars, because to her, they represent something that requires a gathering of knowledge, and a mental challenge to learn and understand. As well, they represent that limits are only to what one perceives, and can be expanded with time, knowledge, and patience.

Aura’s view - Favorite princess list:

Princess Luna
Twilight Sparkle
Princess Celestia
‘Who’s Mi Amore? What’s love?’
‘That sounds silly, I don’t have time for such a silly distraction.’
*Goes back to her books.*