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this is a place for my random thoughts, memories and to act as a general place for me to flush out the many things that i postulate on. it is intended for no purpose what so ever other than to entertain myself and practice my writing. maybe in some distant future my boys will find this and be able to take a peak inside their dad's mind. i am speaking to no one in particular and one of things that i want to concentrate on heavily is to keep the narcissism out of this blog. i will not win the noble peace prize with it and don't want to. i do not want to get into the habit of checking it a thousand times a day to see if i got any likes or comments. i want this space to be as real and close to resembling me as possible and vise verse.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
something in losing...
i have this habit of coming up with these ideas after a few beers. stay with me here. after a few beers i come up with these really intense, deep, twisted, beautiful ideas. there like .....like gone with the wind, Sistine chapel, outsiders, epic ideas that could solve world hunger. no, they are not drunken ramblings. these are methodically thought out gems that would make nobel prize winners blush.....(ok maybe not that big, but you get the idea). and so what i do is write down the "main" point of the whole thought thinking that when i see it the next day it will refresh my memory and i will be able to begin my dissertation on how a certain type of dragon fly could save the planet from us. (usually i'll put just two or three words in a blog title and save it for the next day..see above) you see to write the whole thing out at that very moment might take all night and i 'm far to busy at the moment of conception with moving onto the next grand epiphany, so stopping is not an option....obviously. thus the title of this blog, which was written a couple of nights ago. i can't remember what it was that i wanted to say.....hmmmm "something in losing". nope...not ringing any bells. i am sure it was awesome while it was there and i am happy that i still have those moments of "new found wonder". it's almost as if losing the thought and it's being so elusive is part of what makes it so beautiful. wait-a-minute.....damn i 'm good.
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