Thoughts on the State of Things: Such Ignorance, Such Arrogance!

Interesting that today was the day that I chose to implement my new direction. "Thoughts on the State of Things" is the one topic that I felt was a bit vague. For clarity's sake, I will say that "Thoughts" concerns many things, some related. Politics, people, personal mental well being, and social customs and trends. Usually, this will be my place to vent my displeasure with people and media- just fair warning. Anyhow, here it goes.

Due to my commitment to creating a blog worth reading, I began going back through my older posts in order to remove information that I might not enjoy the judgmental public to see.

In my stroll through memory cliché, I discovered two important aspects of my blog history. First, there is a lot that I might want to revise and/or remove from said history. Second, I come off as extremely arrogant when I am writing. So that's good... right? Yeah.

One of my finest abilities (see arrogance above) is my ability to view situations objectively. I am not one to shy away from saying exactly what I mean, so my question is: should my arrogant statements be deleted or remain? I cannot say that my opinion has changed on the majority of subjects that I rant about. I can say, however, that the manner in which I would prefer to discuss my beliefs might be slightly less intrusive if I were to approach those topics today.

I mean, call me a fascist, but I believe that censorship is necessary. I am extremely grateful for the opportunity I have to live in a country where I can voice my opinions openly. However, I do not think that my life is improved by hearing Michael Moore's opinions on the country that provided for him the very rights that he abuses so callously.

The truth, as usually is the case, exists somewhere in the middle of the issue. The bottom line is that I should be in charge of censoring the worlds information at my leisure. I don't think that's too much to ask, do you?

Anyway, I veered off topic a bit. In regard to my arrogance. I think I've come to the conclusion that most of the feelings I feel or have felt were valid at the time of feeling. If readers feel like they need to judge or express a difference of opinion, by all means. I would do the same.

I love you, I will write to you tomorrow.

SMTWTFS

In lieu of my recent desire to be more focused in my posting, I have devised a plan to aid in keeping my blog focused. In addition, the direction I hope to take will enable me to discuss different aspects of the world that I enjoy thinking about without spending the entirety of my time on a single topic.

Henceforth, this blog will be separated into talking points. Each day of the week will be spent discussing a different topic that I find interesting. Seven topics, seven days, seven aspects of life that I enjoy. Seven is the perfect number, so I feel good about it.

As it stands, the topics I have decided to discuss will be as follows:

Sunday: Spiritual
Monday: Movies and Literature
Tuesday: Triumphing over Writer's Block
Wednesday: Warcraft and Gaming Theory
Thursday: Thoughts on the State of Things
Friday: Fitness and Fatness
Saturday: Sappy and Sentimental Drivel

I feel good about this new direction. How do you feel? Russia? China? Japan? Do you guys have any suggestions? Anything you enjoyed my take on or want to hear more from me about? I would welcome the input.

Anyway, I will begin this new direction after the break.

Comrade

Strange day so far. I woke up this morning, carried the baby for a while, went back to sleep for half an hour, and then you showed me the stats on this blog.

Apparently, I have a reader in Russia, which is pretty cool. I'm not certain of the reason someone would be reading my blog in Mother Russia, but I would be interested to find out. Maybe it is a helpful learning tool of how to speak ridiculously. Perhaps, an example of the idiotic pride of Americans. Mayhaps it is a reminder of home for some traveling student. Whatever the case, my reader should let me know, I can barely get my wife to read this thing, let alone other Americans. I should probably consider moving to the Mother Russia. Regardless of the reasons, my mystery friend, thanks for the support.

I gave a lesson last night on perseverance. It was interesting to talk about a subject I have so often and obviously failed at. You, however, have always managed to love and support me through our trials. Luckily, I have the opportunity and will to make you proud. So many plans go through my head. So much that I don't express. (Sentence fragment). It is like I have highlight reels of ideas that flow through my brain that need to be expressed. The book about King David, an action sequence of an arena team join battle, my stellar imaginary body... the fact is, I need to put away childish things. We've come leaps and bounds from last year. We have. I have grown complacent as evidenced by our last few weeks. I need to begin working on the ideas that I have so that they don't die with me. I think that is one of my gravest fears. That the ideas that define me will never meet the page. If they do not, no one will be to blame but me.

Anyhow, I just follow the stream of consciousness. I am going to start having purpose behind my posts beyond rambling. That is a good first step. I can do that. I love you, I will write to you tomorrow.

Correction

I was hired on the spot.

Power

So, here we are again...

You are happy, smiling, playing with the baby.

I am fighting, raging, searching for a way to solve the unsolvable.

The fact is, the truth is, the only solution is time. Time build trust. I need time. Do I deserve it? I believe that I do. You don't want to hold all the cards. You don't. You don't want the power. Give it up.

I was shown something today. I learned that I am not a lost cause. I went to fill out a job application and basically was hired on the spot. I made the hair dresser who cut my hair laugh. I used abilities I usually reserve for my closest friends to get the things I need.

I need you. I learned that today too. I learned that through my actions. I need you to have faith in me. I need you to think about the months and months of good that disappear during your dark times.

It pains me that you see it as clarity. It isn't.

I love you. I WILL write to you tomorrow.