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My blog could be considered a dangerous thing. I don't think it is. Everything I write is completely honest. Some posts are commentary, some posts are stories, some are boring, some are fun. Most often it's a window into the part of my subconscious that cannot be communicated verbally. It's meant to be the place I spill, organize and store my abstract hidden things. You can really access a lot about me through the blog, and it's partially there for that purpose. To find out the things I cannot say, and don't necessarily need to be said. But its also a tool for me, the process of writing/blogging is therapy in some sense. However, there's a lot missing. To read it, and to think that it is all of me, would be very wrong. That's why it can be misleading. A lot of people read it, and they misinterpret. No one really knows what I actually mean by a lot of the things I say, and that's not my problem. Like I said, its only there partially for the purpose of letting people into that part of me, the rest is there for me, for my subconscious to come out. To take it literally would be a dangerous thing for the reader.

Important Pieces

In that space where infinity above meets immensity below we see the first sign of a new dawn. Dark always gives way to light; for a brief moment nothing is forbidden, everything is possible. But what would we do if the light never came? Maybe we would lie down. Maybe we could go back to sleep. Maybe we could wake up. - Adbusters

The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere; they’re in each other all along. - Jelaluddin Rumi (1207-1273)

Adopt the pace of nature: Her secret is patience. - Ralph Waldo Emerson

"The poet Rilke was afraid that if he got rid of his demons, he would lose his angels as well. Of course the danger of clinging to our demons to save our angels is that our demons may well take over." - Tim Farrington

Amnesia is not knowing who one is and wanting desperately to find out. Euphoria is not knowing who one is and not caring. Ecstasy is knowing exactly who one is-and still not caring.
- Tom Robbins

Shits been going on.

Also they've updated blogger in my absence. I've been farting around with another blog I thought of starting a while back on Wordpress, whose platform I prefer, so I've neglected this blog. I mean clearly there's more to it than that.

I started therapy again. My therapist prescribed homework this last session 1) read this book and watch this T.E.D. Talks 2) Journal.

So Here I am Journaling. I've only been to three sessions but I already feel like I'm coming up for air or really that I'm just seeing things more clearly. It's like I found some stuff out about myself last time, then I threw an old sweater over it and forgot what I had discovered. I also am quite sure I cut myself short last time, I thought I could just move forward but I still didn't have it all quite sorted out. I don't think I ever will and maybe therapy will just be this ongoing thing and that's totally cool.

I don't know if I'm ready to divulge much about it. I just wanted to get in here and write something, anything. Maybe it's just that I feel like there's too much and I need to go back and some how write it all here. Maybe this absence ties in to other things that I'm rediscovering.

Shits been going on.

I'm at that place where I'm ready to move forward in so many ways but I'm just a wee bit stuck at the moment and I thank all those, especially Drack, for their support in letting me find my own way.

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Monday, August 19, 2013

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