Elements

We think pretty highly of ourselves sometimes.
We are proud of all the stuff we have, the power we aquire, the comfort zones we build.

Then water, earth and fire remind us we aren’t as in control as we think we are.

A bloggers lament

I’m doing some thinking about the blog tonight, for a couple of reasons. I have the usual blogger’s complaint: the posts you really feel strongly about, and/or would like feedback on, are the posts that receive the least number of comments. I blog, in part, because I’m thinking out loud. Wait – scratch that. It’s better than thinking out loud because you get the benefit of input, and can alter your own thoughts – change horses in mid stream, as it were.

Yes. Blogging can be lonely. And a sense of humour doesn’t hurt.

1. Mike, I’m astounded by your brilliance. I’m speechless, really… but yet needed to tell you.

2. Mike, thanks for letting me in on your psychosis – there was nothing good on TV anyway, so this worked out well.

3. Mike, what the hell are you talking about?

4. Mike, the very fact that you have managed to avoid institutionalization up until the present time is indeed a testimony to your ingenuity.

Waving or drowning, hang in there.

Why did you do it?
On days when I’m ready to take someone spouting ‘thus saith the Lord’ and put them into the middle of next week, it’s nice to read Simple Green.

…..But you didn’t run. You took another step straight into the torrent, never looked back, and it was over and under and down.

And you lived. You went in knowing exactly what you wanted, certain that you were going to get it, but somewhere along the line Someone must have smiled on you, because the story didn’t end the way you thought it would. You even said you were glad it didn’t. I hear you told them those few minutes turned your life around. You say it changed you forever…and I believe you.