Time forgets
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Fickleness
Its been quite a while since I’ve written last time.
The concept of a blog – or a vehicle by which to write my thoughts to the net public- is quite useful and appealing.
Not only does it allow me to become more open, in an increasingly open world, but through knowing that someone else might be reading my blog, I get into the habit of committing myself to write daily. Of course, I haven’t lived upto what I’ve said. I haven’t written my blog daily.
However, it is, surely, a refreshing sign in itself for a young person to be willing to keep a daily account on the net.
This gets me thinking a bit. What does a blog really mean to me, and why did I decide to write one? The answer is simple.
As Time forgets, I wanted to keep a memory of me to live on, to remind me of who I was and how I used to think. The person I have turned out to be, I believe, is largely due to my habit of self reflection. Running the day in my head like an old movie, and analyzing it. It sounds scary, but its not to the minutest detail, but just in general. Such things like what people said during the day, and what I said, and how I reacted, and what that meant to be, and how I thought I could better the chances of me making a better impression both to myself and the other person, and so on.
The mind is so fickle at times.
The human mind never ceases to amaze me with its utter fickleness. The merest fraction of a time changes us entirely, and our thoughts react to the slightest change of frequency, which could perhaps be interpreted in real-life terms as emotion or external factors. I was shocked at how stressed I was buying a certain product, which would have been much simple had I not spent hours researching it on the internet, not knowing for sure whether it was scientifically correct, or made sense.
A lot of the time, I convince myself knowing the smallest detail, and controlling as much as I could of any situation put me in an advantageous position. Yes, perhaps I am a control freak, and perhaps it is not an ideal way of living your life. Perhaps, sometimes, we have to let life go by as it does. However, I want to be a success in life. That is an utter fact in any other human mind in the world.
As of yet, I am unsure as to which path I should take and where I am going to end up in a years time, or even a months time at that.
And as I conclude this short entry, I am again shocked at how much mumbling I’ve done, and the chaotic way in which I’ve done that. But my eyes are too tired for corrections, and without further ado, I end.
May all of you anonymous readers, inquisitive teenagers and adults who print this, researchers of the natures of blogospheres and the internet, and many other groups of people who happen to come across this entry of ‘Time Forgets’, have a most relaxing Easter break (Western World), or simply a relaxing weekend (All other parts of the World)
n.A.
22/03/2008
Confidence
Is it a necessity, or simply a condiment, or even a mechanism by which to justify false belief.
This thought was invoked by an online podcast of Dr. Robert H. Schuller’s Sermon, discussing the close relationship between confidence and creativity.
Confidence.. It is something which, throughout my entire life, I was said to be lacking. Through intermediate school through the high school years, confidence was something I never quite came to grips with.
Confidence is a product of satisfaction, of having reached a pre-scheduled destination succssfully. Indeed, should ones expectations of oneself be set very high, then it inevitable results in failure in life.
Let me reinforce this point. Human beings, at the very core, are weak beings. We are prone to emotional and physical damage, and such damage affects our lifes so immensely that it often results in us resorting to inflicting damage to others, or of their possessions, or to the ones we love and even ourselves. As such, should our expectations of what we will achieve be set in such a way that we can never quite reach that point of satisfaction, we never are; And being unconfident means that we are discouraged from attempting further challenges and tasks in life.
It is much like the way in which Brigham Young led 7000 of his fellow mormons to Utah, travelling thousands of kilometres on foot. Rather than setting an absurd goal of reaching the destination without a systematic approach, he set a realistic, intricate plan that enabled the successful immigration of his population- by means of what has been called as ‘the leap from approach.’- Travelling in small groups, with the previous group erecting various ‘posts’ during the journey, and filling them up with supplies of food , clothes, and water for the next.
Perhaps we should take a look at life this way.
A Confident soul is seldom short of enthusiasm and optimism, which invokes creativity within us.
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