How do you write without an inspiration?
(Since) This is more of a question/indirect statement (indirect statement being:- You can’t write [‘Write’ however being subjective to definition] without inspiration) Originally what I planned to say next would run along the lines of – “so I’ll just end this right here”. But somehow I realised having a series of ‘statements’ to make is adequate enough reason to blog. I probably have a few which are ‘blog-worthy’. But… Will get to the ‘but’ in a moment.
Blogging with a reason Sounds like the theme of a self-help book. We Christians have a popular christian-help book called the ‘Purpose Driven Life’ by Rick Warren, and in also comes in different varieties such as ‘Purpose Driven Church’, ‘Purpose Driven Youth Ministry’ etc, all by the same guy. (Just needed to state that cause its somehow or another related to me)
Importantly however are the new questions provoked in individuals when you throw them the questions, ‘purpose’ and ‘reason’.
Purpose and reason. I believe utmost significance is derived from only when purpose and reason are kept in focus. IF, you don’t know the reason you live life. By all means, stop the automated everyday motions, stop school, your job, the everyday commitments which you can give up, if it will give you adequate time to sit down and think through life and what it means to you. I’ll highlight the clarification ‘everyday commitments which you CAN give up’. All those fuck ups like unemployed husband bums who are living of their wife’s charity wrought from love while his household is in shambles can fuck off. Purpose and reason to blog Talked abit bout this is an earlier post. I’ll add another variable, ‘perspective’. I’ll be succinct. Previously, I used my blog as an outlet to try to express the random emotions in myself. So basically everything was incoherent (or at least hoping that it is less now) My current purpose for blogging will be to blog about things which I want people to read. So the question is, from WHO’S perspective. What I want people to read about me, of what you want to read about me. So we’ll hit some kind of compromise. So once again, if you would please comments, we shall dialogue. (Perhaps we should also post a discussion on the ‘purpose/reason for comments’. =P) It is queer/interesting, that for me, most of what I want to blog about – expressing myself to people never actually gets typed out in an orderly, readable format and posted on my xanga blog. The thoughts, the feelings, wild, incoherent, lively, dangerous, jealous, passion, distant, they never find their way to either to my journal, my blog, my conversations. Perhaps some don’t even find their way to myself. I discover I can never fully express myself to everyone. And perhaps some will always remain inconspicuous to myself. Some people journal their lives down. Etching lines across their journals every night before they sleep or saving their lives in digital language on electronic hardware. (Forgive the IT illiteracy if any). Myself, I gave up on the every-night-journal-for-an-hour-habit pretty fast in highschool(as much as I want to keep record of my life). I settle for random entries into the archives of my handphone (Which I will keep using until I find a more practical and convenient medium/device) perhaps in a language that only I can understand. Myself – the thoughts, the feelings. The only thing I know which is really real. Last words/comments
i. With regards to my previous mode of blogging. Perhaps my attempts at verbalising my so-called ‘random emotions’ were after all attempts expressing what I want people to read/know bout me. I did a lot of post in that nature because perhaps I was going through a certain phase and I needed that outlet especially so. And yeah, all that is still an important part of me, and you’ll probably see more of that in the future. Fewer though.
ii. When I blog, I shall attempt not to border along the lines of cliché or redundancy. iii. A hint. I store my life in two places. My occasional personal journal which in inaccessible and my phone. If you want gossip, you just have to look into the right places =)
iv. I didn't get to the 'but' in the end.
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