A home is a place of residence or refuge. It is usually a place where an individual or a family can rest in and be able to store personal property. This is what I hope this is to be.
Sunday, September 12, 2010
OMG Its 100!
Most of you don't know that on Wednesday, August 10, 2005 I started on my blogging path.
This one is my 100th post...
I didn't want comments when I first started...I didn't even want to be known. I did it just to get my thoughts out.
Well, have times changed, I changed with them. I have friends online that are as expansive as I could have never dreamed. Progressives, gays, cross-dressers, blacks, Puerto Ricans, conservatives, white, male, female, Muslims, Christians, Quaker, intellects, emotional, Agnostics, atheists, friends from my past, lovers, authors, sports fans, people from other countries, and even people from my city.
I have learned a lot since I started this, I have been true to myself, some days I have been a hypocrite. I just hope that my next 100 posts enlightens me as much as the first did...
I am leaving here my first post...it was like a mission statement for me blogging.
Before I do I would like to thank all that have challenged, insulted, supported, disagreed, argued, demeaned, inspired, and above all followed me...even when sometimes...I didn't know where I was headed.
One reason we are...
Hello To You
Whomever you are at this time.
I decided to write this in an effort to create flow. Flow for many is one thing or another, in this case flow is balance. Balance can not be achieved without some type of truth. Without it factors in an equation can not come to an end. There will always be unbalance due to factors not divulged. As a matter of fact, a flowchart without all factors being considered will never end.
What I have stated is what is wrong with us. Our words do not match our conscience, nor do they match our acts. So, in turn we are where we are now. We are visual shells of our selves. All because of our symptoms of fear (one of which is deception or lies) our families are dysfunctional. Our marriages end in divorce. Our friends are not trustworthy.
Our government is corrupt.
All of these things, and many other I did not name, have diluted our way of life. For those dilutions we are not living. We are playing keep away. To keep my pseudo-spirit I must keep my feelings away from you. I must keep my thoughts from you. And most of all, I must keep my guard up. If these things are not done, you will see my flaws. You will judge me. You will betray me. If you won’t do that, will you lift me up? Will you reach out to me as my brother or my sister?
Flaws are normal. Or should I say human? We are becoming what we fear. We are becoming our flaws. Instead of confronting them, we are trying to hide them. Praying that no one will see them, we judge people in the hopes that will make us feel better.
So if this will come to any positive conclusion, I need to say this. I’m a liar. I’m not everything I should be. I am not truthful with the people I love. I play keep away with them.
Why? You will judge me. You will tear me down. I need your help, your advice, and your spirit. But, will you think that I will not listen? Judge you; tear you down just to make you feel better. That is the question that we fight with everyday. Why do we fight?
Can I help you? Maybe with some things I can. Can you help me? Maybe with some things you can.
But will we stop fighting and start trying.
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