I guess I was hoping to prove to Amber that this blog had few readers if any. That there was nothing to be concerned about. She was also concerned the father of her kids might be reading and/or bothered by my blog. I was wrong and she was right, on all counts.
I am very naive, even still, about how truly available to the world things put on the internet are. To think that a person could sit in a small cafe in Europe and pull up this blog, for instance, is still a little hard to wrap my feeble head around. So this will be the last entry for sure. I do want to keep peace. I tend to make trouble when I don't bother to look around corners, looking before leaping, checking mirrors in a lane change, et cetera...I'm that guy.
So I'll keep my own journal and feel free.
Thanks to those who were readers. I will continue to check on and comment on other blogs.
Brad
Just when you think you think you know enough to be able to maintain an even keel, you learn that you really didn't know much at all. All your efforts to stay on course and bring it back to port safely can be blown to bits by a storm you never saw on the horizon. Some of those storms just seem to sneak up on the stern while you are focused on the bow. Keep pushing ahead, keep it moving forward, fair weather lies ahead... then lightning takes out your rudder & shreds your sails.
ReplyDeleteAsk me how I know.
Ask me about the heavy buckets of water that I slung tirelessly, trying to empty the ocean from my sinking ship.
Torn to pieces by the hidden rocks as the Siren called out. The song was not meant for me, though it did guide me blindly to my fate. That song was but a distraction, meant to be white noise to my ears, while perfect harmony to another's. I was aware of the sound, but unable to decipher it. Perhaps it did contain a warning, but it was never quite audible enough to detect.
The sound was strange... so foreign, so unexpected and seemingly harmless. An odd sort of sound that didn't exactly inspire confidence in the journey, yet it surely didn't cause alarm. The sound can be ignored if it isn't understood. Just keep sailing back to the safety of the harbor, it's been an arduous journey and the dock is nearly in sight.
Just when you think you got it all figured out - POW!
Hindsight... even now it's still not 20/20. Whoever said it was hasn't lived a very full life.
Making public the lives of those around you who don't have the opportunity to decide if it should become public is choosing to play the game by your own rules. No fair.
You should be able to express yourself as you wish, but not at the expense of others. Your perception of what is acceptable can easily be wrong. It doesn't require doing physical harm to be wrong. Sometimes being wrong is a byproduct of not thinking with a truly open mind. By not realizing that you have put the lives of innocents on display, you have learned that your mind isn't nearly as opened, isn't nearly as focused, as you thought it might have been.
Sometimes you can be wrong simply because you didn't know any better. It's not necessarily ignorance in a negative sense, but simply a lack of knowledge of a certain subject. Maybe you didn't know, or maybe you were misinformed. Maybe you knew and didn't care, that's when it's really unfair.
We all learn from our mistakes, and sometimes it takes a kick in the balls to see when we've made them.
I think I've said that before. Right after I said "ouch!"
Hi Brad,
ReplyDeleteI met you too briefly at the Church concert in Jacksonville; I wish I'd stepped outside to meet the man who had the management atwitter that someone was selling CDs out the gig: I'd have bought your ticket for you on the spot: nobody should have to sell their Church CDs!
Thanks again for the gifts you gave me: the pictures are in my office on the book on my nightstand: I'm going to start reading it properly soon, I promise :)
Hello! ;)
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