As I’ve stated before (probably in a post that I’ve long since deleted) one of my struggles with blogging is that I have so many thoughts in my head that for the most part are private and not for public viewing. Even with this constant underlying issue I’m always analyzing, always contemplating, always trying to figure out ways to reword, generalize, or just simply vomit out of my brain the raw material that the neurons, firing faster in some situations than others, produce. This is the reasoning for extended lapses in my blog postings. I have found however that if I just open a new blog box and make my fingers start systematically pressing strategic buttons on the keyboard that somehow someway a blog post will begin to synthesis. The other fascinating thing that I’m going to go out on a limb to claim is that more times then not the post gets further and further off the author’s intended path. This intrigues me from the stand point that a philospher might claim that with an inanimant enitity such as a blog post in this case could have a form of life with the ability to change and adapt according to it’s voice or personality. The interesting thing to note is that this very blog has followed this model to the letter.
The other thing that I’ve noticed over my last couple or so posts and theme change is that I start writing at of a very emotional state be it sadness, anger, frustration, fear, worry, lonliness, quandary, critical thinking, or whichever verb, adjective, adverb, or other grammatical function you so choose that appears to fit into what most would perceive as a relatively negative family of words but in the end I always seem to be left with a since of relief much like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders. This relief may manifest itself in such forms as happiness, joy, relaxation, a sense of peacefulness, or an overall calm amongst the storm. I have a friend that once told me that words have power and while these wise words were said within a spiritual context such is also true outside of the realm that many would mistakenly refer to as “religion” as is apparent with the aforementioned autobiographical example.
Now that I’ve received that relief that I all too often seek in unnecessary secular activities or items rather than in writing with the intended outcome of praising my heavenly father I think I will leave you all with a better glimpse of my more intellectual side. This side of me seeks not to have words dumbed down but rather to understand the more challenging words with which our given tongue has gifted us. I got none of my intended thoughts out but I hope that I have been somewhat worthy of your viewing, but more importantly I hope that you have been in some way blessed by taking some time out of your schedule to read this post. Whether you know it or not by you reading this post you have indirectly blessed me with your presence as well as you genuine expression of my worth by the devotion of your time which has ultimately been gifted, lent, and entrusted to you by someone much higher than yourself.
