Spring its the best time of the year. If asked, I often claim that fall is my favorite season. The smell of leaves and bite of chill in the air reminding me of Halloween and years of marching band fun.
I lie, apparently. By the end of winter there's a seventy percent chance that I am ridiculously depressed. Due to bad weather and the inability to get out in the sun. No flowers. No lake. No creek. No laying outside and reading. It really gets to me.
Spring is now, and though winter will come again and again, each spring is enough to get me through til the next. I will pick buttercups and eat lunch with Tyler outside, and everything will be okay. Regardless of life's problems.
What is school and money to God? Because that's what the Earth is. A symbol that God is with us, and he is beautiful. So, sneeze and rejoice, good people. Spring is here.
Monday, March 23, 2009
Monday, March 02, 2009
Time For a Grand Spiel
In order to learn more abstract concepts you must approach a thing with an open mind, yet the more open minded people I meet, the more I think the "open minded" are just morally corrupt who need an excuse to hide behind. This "open minded-ness" just a cover for experimentation and vices. So, what I am saying is this, I spare no fondness for this new wave of open-minded people. I think the old ilk of open minded philosophers perhaps need a new term for their mindset.
So, maybe being open minded isn't such a good thing. Perhaps the thing that I admire and try to practice is acceptance. (Acceptance of other people's ability to choose their own religions and beliefs, not acceptance of the increasing depravity of the world, or the medias insistence on desensitizing everyone to the atrocities of the world. Different spiel, different day.)
What I'm trying to tip-toe around I suppose is this, "I've spent the past two years trying to be insanely open minded and I think it may have been a mistake." I think I may have allowed myself to fall into a level of immorality that is just unacceptable. It's not to an extreme degree, but I find lately that I do not like myself. I wish I was a better person. But wishes mean nothing, and all I can do is recognize a mistake I've made and try not to let it dig me deeper into a pit of gibbering-fall-for-everything excrement.
God, throw me a ladder? Ah, but I already have a ladder, it was the God given ability to recognize when you are doing something wrong, and however late, try to fix it.
So, maybe being open minded isn't such a good thing. Perhaps the thing that I admire and try to practice is acceptance. (Acceptance of other people's ability to choose their own religions and beliefs, not acceptance of the increasing depravity of the world, or the medias insistence on desensitizing everyone to the atrocities of the world. Different spiel, different day.)
What I'm trying to tip-toe around I suppose is this, "I've spent the past two years trying to be insanely open minded and I think it may have been a mistake." I think I may have allowed myself to fall into a level of immorality that is just unacceptable. It's not to an extreme degree, but I find lately that I do not like myself. I wish I was a better person. But wishes mean nothing, and all I can do is recognize a mistake I've made and try not to let it dig me deeper into a pit of gibbering-fall-for-everything excrement.
God, throw me a ladder? Ah, but I already have a ladder, it was the God given ability to recognize when you are doing something wrong, and however late, try to fix it.
