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| To an extent, when we blog we want to spread our ideas and get feedback. However, when the membership of the site is too low, then not many people even have the chance to view the blog, but if there are too many people then the blog is drowned in a sea of other blogs. I guess that's all I have to say about that. | | |
| I guess it's been another year Since I've last written anything on here. Oh well.
It's funny how sometimes the world seems like it's full of contradictions. Such as how God is both Good and Evil and the same time. The way humans are all the same and yet all unique. The ways I can't remember right now, I know it's there. I guess it's because the world is gray. Gray both black and white, and yet neither at the same time. Time ruins everything, and yet heals all wounds. Life is so long and yet so short. Existence is so meaningful, and yet so meaningless. Living is harder than dying, yet choosing to dye is the hardest choice. Living is like facing a sea of choices, yet dying is facing an eternity of unknown. Which is harder to bare, the endless unknown, or endless decisions? Where does the time go? I am my mind, I am my body, I am a collection of cells working together for one goal that I am unaware of; How unfair. If there is no god then my existence is meaningful. If there is no god then my existence is meaningless. Is it better to be a puppet on the stage for an audience, or to live without regrets viewed by no one. I want an excuse for my bad behavior, yet no one to answer to. I want the adventure without the risk. I want to be viewed, yet not criticized.
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| God it's been forever since I've been on here. Nearly a whole year. I've always had trouble with keeping to one Journal. I had always thought it was because I'd lose the little books and notes and things and forget about it eventually. However, Xanga has been waiting on my bookmarks bar untouched for nearly a year. In the meantime I have a Myspace, LiveJournal, and another lesser known online journal, of which I cannot remember the name. But on and on, I systematically abandon one, renew another, make a couple entries, get bored, and move on to the next. Although I don't write all the time, but when I do, it seems that no matter whether it be on physical paper or online I cannot stick to one place to give up my thoughts. My ideas and feelings are scattered haphazardly over the internet, as well as my room. I wonder what this reflects about my own personality. | | |
| "Those who are willing to sacrifice liberty for security will have neither." -Benjamin Franklin
"Any man who is under 30, and is not a liberal, has not heart; and any man who is over 30, and is not a conservative, has no brains" -Winston Churchill
"Every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life are based on the labors of other men, living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to give in the same measure as I have received and am still receiving." -Albert Einstein
"Few people are capable of expressing with equanimity opinions which differ from the prejudices of their social environment. Most people are even incapable of forming such opinions." -Albert Einstein
"Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former". -Albert Einstein
"Happiness depends upon ourselves." -Aristotle
"It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it." -Aristotle
"To perceive is to suffer." -Aristotle
"Conversation should be pleasant without scurrility, witty without affectation, free without indecency, learned without conceitedness, novel without falsehood." -Shakespeare
"I am not bound to please thee with my answers." -Shakespeare
"It has been said that democracy is the worst form of government except all the others that have been tried."
-Winston Churchill
"Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing ever happened." -Winston Churchill
Never, never, never believe any war will be smooth and easy, or that anyone who embarks on the strange voyage can measure the tides and hurricanes he will encounter. The statesman who yields to war fever must realize that once the signal is given, he is no longer the master of policy but the slave of unforeseeable and uncontrollable events. -Winston Churchill | | |
| So maybe right now I don't believe that love truly exists, I don't really care either way. But I do know that a man will never rob me of my morals, my emotion, my ideals, my life. I will change only for myself. Call me selfish, but hell, what else in life is there to live for when you can't live for yourself? There are some things I do believe in though, and it's not because i'm religious, it's just human nature. Lust, Envy, Greed, Pride, Sloth, Wrath, Gluttony. The first of which being why I am hesitant to love, the other six being why I am hesitant to love... | | |
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