our hands, our roots, our warmth

I had to change my theme. I mean, I loved the old one and it was ridiculously over the top and all, but it was just too much after a point. This one, I feel, is sufficiently decadent while also not being absolutely ridiculous with mythical creatures romping about the page in floated divs. Crazy things. Although the top of my page will always feel bare without a Nietzsche quote menacing there like an ACME anvil about to fall upon the head of the unsuspecting Roadrunner.

But then again, it usually hits Wile E. Coyote anyway, so perhaps it’s for the best.

That pointless aside aside, I wasn’t able to post all of last week so hopefully I’ll be able to make more than one post this week. While thinking over what to post about, I ran my head through a multitude of subjects. Topics of democracy, empowerment, world power, all those fun and abstract things. Which kind of made me zoom out my mental camera and decide to focus on a bit of a broader scope first and then slowly move up to frame a close-up shot. Anyway, enough of this preamble.

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dulce et decorum est

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Last week, I had the privilege (some would say misfortune, but I rather enjoyed it) of being chosen to represent the Regiment down at Sir William Stephenson Public School. There were twelve of us who went down from the Regiment, mostly Private/Corporals, basically to just hang out, talk to the kids, and play a friendly game of baseball in the afternoon with the staff and students. Not a bad gig at all.

What caught me by surprise was the level of admiration and adoration from the school. It was like they thought we were superheroes or something. As we entered into the school, the kids in the hallway all went silent and stared, and then as we went up the stairs they pointed and whispered amongst one another. When we passed kids in the hall, they would hold out their hands for high-fives with expectant smiles. As we passed, we heard one girl tell her friend, “I’m never washing this hand again.”

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Magnum Dialogos

Hey! That was one of the many names for our band! Yes, it’s pretentious as all hell, but… are you surprised? Haven’t you seen the layout of this website?

After I made my last post, my ex-teacher-friend-Tweep-thing-guy made a post on his own blog (which I called a blag, which he then accused me of typoing, which I followed up by linking him to the image posted below) which I guess I have to reply to, thereby refuting my previous point that blog is a monologue, not a dialogue. You can find the post at http://rshort.posterous.com/thinking-about-writing-again and hopefully will recognize that his blog is linked from my sidebar for further readings.

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(http://xkcd.com/148/)

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If A Blogger Blogs in the Forest…

…and he has no internet connection, is he still blogging?

Okay, maybe that’s a stupid question. The answer is invariably no. Blog is short for weblog; you can’t have a weblog without the web. It’d just be a log. But what is it a log of? What, exactly, are bloggers writing about – or logging? Which is another stupid question, because every blogger writes about something different, even when they’re writing on the same subject. I mean, how many people across this world have written about Twitter? About martial arts?

I think I’d have to be insanely delusional to think that I’m pumping out anything creative or original in this blog. And personally, I think that other bloggers would have to have some kind of insane narcissism or megalomania to think that their blog was a unique golden ray of glorious light in the sea of bile that is the internet. For 99% of it, anyway; obviously there is stuff out there that is, in fact, creative and original and brilliant. I just have the good sense to know I’m not one of them. And besides, just because a million people read your blog or because you’re hitting a niche better than anyone else doesn’t necessarily mean any of the above.

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to the chirping of birds

For the… what, two? three? of you who actually read my verbage, you’ll notice that the theme of the site changed.  Probably for the worst.  But what can I say, I’m a sucker for decadence and Nietzsche quotes.  It caught my eye and while I liked the last one, it just seemed a bit… low-quality.  So I’m trying out this change of clothes for a bit, see how it goes.  I’m also trying to… somewhat… break away from the very formal, detached tone I write in sometimes.  For some posts, anyhow.  We’ll see.

I’m trying to stay on track with updating at least once a week.  I have to say, I’m not doing very well with it.  Not for lack of ideas, no – I probably run through ideas for blog posts several times a day, I just never actually sit down and hash them out.  I’ve never been good with blog posts except maybe back in high school when I actively updated my LiveJournal with my life chronicles and sordid love trysts.  Those days are long gone by now.  And yet I usually hammer out a bunch of tweets per day.

Oh!  That’s a segue into my actual blog post.

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Words of Wisdom

If nothing within you stays rigid, outward things will disclose themselves. Moving, be like water. Still, be like a mirror. Respond like an echo.

- Bruce Lee, The Tao of Jeet Kune Do