I find the process of personal blogging somewhat egocentric, the belief that our thoughts and opinions are of any interest to the rest of the world. We are, however, social animals with a desire to participate in the life adventure with humanity at large. We read, comment, support, dispel, chuckle, learn, and generally connect, even with strangers.
There is an element of safety, after all it’s not like we are accosting people on the street demanding that they listen to us. Its more like putting an “Open” sign in the front window and seeing who walks through the door.
I have nothing profound to say to my fellow-man just my thoughts on the world in general and my little place in it.
Welcome to the rooms of my soul. Feel free to wander around, open the cabinets, see whats hanging in the closets and even leave your calling card in the tray at the door.
There are moments when time stands still, moments when the earth seems to stop revolving on its’ axis, when the sun disappears from the sky, the stars are extinguished and the moon drops into the abyss of a far off universe; times when the air we breath ceases to exist as we hold our breath, waiting, just waiting. There are moments frozen in time and burned into the personal history of our lives.