For some reason, things aren't as poignant when you have to write the exact same thing the second time around.


Due to a very dejected and somewhat hilarious voicemail left by my dear friend -who-lives-on-the-other-side-of-the-park, I've decided to write in my neglected blog. I think my whole perspective on this blog thing is beginnign to change. at first, it was an outlet to vent some anger and let everyone know i felt like crap. Then I Realized it was about sheer entertainment value. And then, I thought it would inspire people. And I still think all those things. However, one thing my blog is not is a diary of my mundane activities and superficial comments. I came across a blog once which was stating how he was so pissed off that his parents read his blog. I am omiting the 4-lettered words such as fish and shmo from my paraphrase that he quite explicitly used in describing his anger at his parents. So what? HAlf the world reads your blog. Probably a lonely prison cell guy reads your blog. What are you going to do about it? I say if you have things to say that you don't want your parents to know about, then you best not say it in your blog. Besides, what right do you have to tell your parents not to read your diary online? I think the fact you put it online , you acknowledge that you want people to know what's going on with certain aspects of your life. Yes, its some weird reverse voyeurism. You get turned on when people read your blog. Ego, its a wonderful thing. Perhaps you're afraid of your parents really knowing you and then using it against you. Then my friend, you should be writing in a little diary with a lock.

Anyway, my point being is that there is none. The whole point of blogging is all about feeding our egos to know people actually read our stuff. Hey, I admit it.
it's a great feeling.

On the other hand, i could say that writing for people gives me a platform to exchange ideas and engage in some sort of dialogue depending on the topic and if its relevant to a deeper esoteric desire for life.

Anyone watch "the Biggest loser?"

Aristotle poses us this question:
"Does "democratic behaviour" means the behaviour that democracies like or is it the behaviour that will preserve a democracy?"

Do we think about this?

If I fully understood the essence of the Cross, would I still be here pacing and wearing a trench in the ground where I walk back and forth, day after day? Or perhaps the answer is not really trying to rationalize but to do and to act in an attempt to understand this vastness of infinite love that knows no time. A love that experienced infinite darkness on humanity's account. Grace. What an amazing concept. A concept still limited by our defined mortality. Yet, a concept that changed the world and overpowered religious institution.

"Grace, a name for a girl, but also a thought that changed the world" -U2