Hi-ho and hello.
Good evening, good morning, whatever hour of the day it is and your time good day, that is I hope you are having a good day. I found that I write and realized I don’t know who I am writing to or four.
I want to help, I want to point in the right direction, I want to do well. Or kindness, something of value, or something that not only has you wanting to see what’s going on again, but has a destination.
One thing I do like about this, WordPress, the blog, is it is genuinely a journal entry, I wasn’t one to do journaling back in the day, I would do one little journal thing for an English class, thank you Ms. Wolf for that one. And my short story writing was just that. It was short story writing which was myself having fun and having an adventure in my head and putting it on paper. What stories I do write are still that and the journaling is something new. But still the same with instead of just encompassing an hour of a day of a stupid teen now it encapsulates a stupid adult and the parenting, and everything else under the Sun that is mine I guess. But what for? For life, for living, for knowing eventually, and possibly soon, death will take me.
But the thing is, well it’s true and I think maybe that’s why I’m here…maybe that’s the purpose.
I have stated in the past and to reiterate, I was a very stupid young man, I was dumb, brash, immature and more than idiotic. One day though, I woke up and I decided I do not want that life, I didn’t want violence, I didn’t want to be a statistic, nor did I want any more negativity tied to me than I had created myself. I slowly started to take the steps to be the change I wanted to see. And I strive daily to be that. But with what I’m seeing in language and reality, I would much rather stay in maintaining positivity and love, with light.
Essentially that’s how I want to live, it is how I am choosing to live. I breathe In the words of Latin. Memento Mori. Meaning “remember you must die“. And I take each step with intention. But that doesn’t mean I don’t lose focus, especially considering this last week, sometimes focus has to change due to other circumstances shifting needs. Luckily I’ve got tethers to help, factors of my own, writing, art, memoirs editing, and other choices like house duties. And with those I aim in making sure what I do isn’t for nothing. And I try to do this with the mantras of Memento Mori and Nosce Te Ipsum as my talisman.
To know myself and have the knowledge that life is brief has helped make sure each day has a significant poignancy to it. I cherish the minutes I share with my wife and son. I cherish the time I have with my friend John, my brother Ben and his wife, my dogs, conversations with my mom, books, art, and the contrast of life and the many alcoves that seem to be available at a moments notice for so many shades of perspective and actuality. Life is a conundrum wrapped in a bow, adorned in glitter, dressed with obsidian, and boxed in alabaster.
C’est la vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night readers.
Nosce Te Ipsum
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