Friday July 17th, 2002
The art of giving comes from the knowledge of what lies behind the gift.
To know what exist beyond the site is what we all seek. To stand alone in
a valley of souls is the quest of a lifetime. To hide in a river of
ignorance is nothing more than existence. To shelter yourself from the sun
is wise, yet to keep the sun from reaching you is nothing more than
stupidity. Which is it that calls out to you. Do you want to know what
lies beneath the stone, or would you rather pass the stone and never look
under it.
I am the seeker. The one that bends over and picks up the stone, examines
it and decides where it shall lie. Perhaps on a ledge for me to view,
perhaps in a glass case to shelter, either way it is of beauty as all
things are to me. I examine each element of life and what it brings forth
as if it was a new beginning. In doing so I find I enjoy so much more than
going through life never seeing beyond the tip of my nose. You sort out
the meaning behind this I do enough by telling it to you.
Now take a step back and view my world and do read between the lines for
there you will find the most interesting reading of all. Friday
February 28th, 2003
Do you believe that I am
oh so negligent as to not keep my work and update this as need be. I truly
am not a perfect person. I have however made some updates and added some
new information and new photos, art, and such.
Time is slipping away from
me and before I know, it has passed by never to be redeemed or taken back.
I am sure you have been aware of such things but for me it is an
understatement. I embrace life with hopes of doing great things. I love
the ideal that life is there and that something new can transpire with an
opening of the eye to a new day. So you see to let it pass me by and not
be able to say I have accomplished something makes life not worthy of
living. Do take the
time to re-invent the meanings of my sayings for I often find them wary
and am at a loss for words. My mind moves faster than I can I am afraid.
So to not keep you at bay I will move forward and welcome you back to my
domain of mysteries of the mind.
Friday March 14th, 2003
Where does the time go. I reach out and it no longer is the same. Now in
the middle of my senior year I am feeling guilty that I did not keep
my promise and update this as expected. All I can give as an excuse is
that I have truly been busy and my deeds have not gone un-noticed. I do
promise to update this with something more of an adult nature for I feel I
have come of age.
Oblivion the word for
nowhere, everywhere, lost, forever. I could go on and on and still not
cover the correct thought of mind behind oblivion. I have come face to
face with oblivion and found my way back to sanity. I traveled the mind
searching for answers to questions. In my search I have discovered the
real goal is to find new questions. Questions that have not been
touched upon nor can they be for either fear or lack of imagination. The
quest took me into the darkest part of my mind, yet it lightened my way
back so that my path was clear. I am standing on the threshold of the
beginning of the rest of my life and before it ends I want to make my mark
in it. Not as a writer, an artist, or even as a web designer. Little do I
know of the world and what lies hidden. I am on a crusade to help mankind.
Yet how does one offer to help or benefit a human race that has not been
tried before. There you have it, my dilemma of what the future hold for
me.
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