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Sunday, June 04, 2006

Well.....

So it seems as though I have started rather slowly. I had hoped to begin by writing each day. My idea initially was to write a little bit each day, consisting mainly of thoughts and general what not. As they say and I have mentioned previously, practice makes perfect. But as with most things, real life will interrupt even the best laid plans. However, it is not how many times you fall down; it is how many times you get back up. So, I am getting back up.

I am not sure exactly what I want to do with this forum. I like the idea of using this for articles or perhaps general thoughts on things, almost a stream of consciousness type of expression. Just sitting down and seeing what comes out. Or perhaps as many do, use this forum as a sort of journal. Like most people, I do take a certain amount of pleasure of speaking of myself and accomplishments I have made or ideas I have or plans I would like to see come to fruition. But there is part of me that also recognizes that most people do not care. Its not that they are cold or cruel, it’s just why bother hearing of the minutiae of another person's life. Little things that may seem important to me or may have an impact in my life may seem like trivial nonsense to most other people.

Of course, I may be far off with that assumption with the way our culture has evolved to follow each and every minor detail of almost every celebrity in existence, and how they are willing to make sure these details are published and reported while at the same time screaming for privacy and a normal life. It is certainly not every one of them, but it does seem that many do feel the need to stay in the limelight even if it means showing every flaw and wart of their lives to the masses. And how much better than these celebrities are the masses who eat these stories up with a passion? It is as addictive as crack. But at the cost of your brain cells and common sense, it is certainly not cheaper than crack. Plus, I must ask while I continue on this tangent, why do we care? Why do we care who is sleeping with whom and who is pregnant and who is in rehab and who is feuding with whom? Why is this important? I know there is a certain level of schenfraude that is a part of this culture. It does make one who puts in a difficult day striving to keep a miserable job they desperately need while dealing with people that treat them terribly and pay them even worse feel a bit of satisfaction to see those with money and fame fail at the task of living life. But why invest your own precious energy in this pursuit? It is ultimately empty. At the end of the day, you still must prepare yourself for another day of soul sucking toil and they will still be rich and buying their way out of the troubles they have created, happy in the knowledge that your dollars will still find their way into their bank account. That brief moment of joy will be just that, brief. If we would ignore these idiots and put that time and energy into bettering ourselves, we would all better our lives, and ultimately the world at large. Shouldn't that be the goal of everyone? Shouldn't we all be striving to make the world a better place instead of focusing on the trivial and meaningless? But I digress....

My thought was that who cares about the life of one average person? If I were to use this slate to write of daily happenings, would it be compelling enough for anyone to give a hoot? Perhaps not, but there is something cathartic about releasing the perceived slights and insults we each build up during the day in a journal. Almost like wiping the slate clean for the next day, the next interactions, and the next adventure. So perhaps I will mix it up. Some days it may be an article, some days it may be random thoughts and observations, some days it may be things that strike close to home and some days it may be nothing more than a series of daily ramblings meant only to clear the mind and cleanse the soul. Here's hoping with enough practice I can at least make those nonsensical ramblings interesting and entertaining.

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