Cooler than a polar bear's toenails.
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Cooler than a polar bear's toenails.
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I've been quite busy. (My computer almost caused me to make a typo, which would've written "I've been quite busty"). Recently, I've taken up a few time-consuming challenges that have all proven to be enjoyable, just stuff I've always wanted to do and will write about, perhaps.
Track season just ended, where my 4x400 relay team placed second in districts. I had the opportunity to pole vault, placing sixth. It was exhilarating, painful, dangerous, and I can't wait to do it again next year. I've finally picked up the guitar and learned a couple rock-and-roll riffs, which makes me happy. I'd always had a piano and a tiny novelty guitar that I accidentally stepped through, but I'd never learned how to play either. Buying an acoustic electric was a good idea. I've dated a girl for almost six months, but I haven't written about her. She reads my blog, so maybe I will. There's a lot to say about her, she's great though. Also, I'm getting serious and buckling down with jiu jitsu, training obsessively while preparing for the approaching NAGA tournament in my area. This will definitely be written about. I have some tips that might help anyone looking to get into this or even remotely interested in combat sports. So that's pretty much it. so yeah. rick
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I might have many posts like this. My thoughts at the moment are going in all directions, and I need to write something both to save my pageviews from dropping and just to get words written.
Ever since I moved here it's been really hard to write. I have no idea why... well, that's not completely true. I know that it's because I have other things I'm focusing on, like my girlfriend, sports, and learning weird skills, but I'm not going to admit it. It's just difficult, as my mind is blank and the words don't sound as good together as they used to. I try to write, but I am dissatisfied with my posts. As I said a while ago, I want to write an epic fiction piece and publish chapters weekly on this blog. I want to have characters with complex backstories and interesting personalities whose actions and morality will affect readers. I want my characters to be rooted in common tropes but still break those molds and challenge the idea of fiction by being real and down-to-earth. Will I be able to achieve this and make it interesting, almost cinematic and realistic at the same time? Are my writing abilities on a level to do that? Perhaps. We'll see, when I wrestle my thoughts into my head for long enough to start writing. And eventually when I can write without deleting everything I had written. The sense of perfectionism overtakes me, and it's annoying, but it's difficult to stop it. I'll try to summon the willpower to get past it. It will be hard, but I bet I can do it. Enough writing about this, and time to take action. so yeah. rick "The notion of the Absurd contains the idea that there is no meaning in the world beyond what meaning we give it. This meaninglessness also encompasses the amorality or "unfairness" of the world. This contrasts with the notion that "bad things don't happen to good people"; to the world, metaphorically speaking, there is no such thing as a good person or a bad person; what happens happens, and it may just as well happen to a "good" person as to a "bad" person. Because of the world's absurdity, at any point in time, anything can happen to anyone, and a tragic event could plummet someone into direct confrontation with the Absurd."
This is how Wikipedia describes "the Absurd" on their page on existentialism. It's a quite drawn out explanation, and in my opinion a bit absurd, but it gets the point across and it is food for thought. I took a moment to think about this and promptly state my feelings about it to the world. You're still a good person, but that doesn't matter and now you have to read a philosophical post instead of a life story. Wikipedia goes on to describe that absurdism states that among other things, there is a point to existence, albeit one that humans can never find. It says that the search for meaning historically ends two ways - realizing there is no meaning to life, or realizing that the purpose in life is defined by some higher power. This is all interesting, but I don't agree completely. Now, I'll attempt to describe the similarities and differences of my personal beliefs with those previously stated. My thoughts on the matter of philosophy and the inherent meaning(s) of life would go something like this, hopefully without getting too weird: The meaning of life is up to the individual. Bringing a bit of religion into this, creating a hodgepodge of belief, I think that life's meaning is what you assign to it and that God isn't necessarily controlling you, but instead knows the general direction your life is going at the moment and keeps it going fairly. Religious thoughts like these and absurdism go together like oil and water, but that's why I said I didn't agree completely. In my opinion my beliefs do not directly involve God enough to completely fall in line with most Christians', but they are very similar, which brings me to my next point: that the pursuit of meaning is perhaps as directly correlated with happiness and satisfaction as the meaning itself. There is no point pursuing "meaning" if the pursuit doesn't make you happy, bringing to mind the adage that "it's not the destination, it's the journey". I agree with two defining principles of existentialism too: that the individual can construct any meaning that he so wants, and that there is such meaning to be found eventually. Call it perhaps eventualism if you will, that everything will become to your liking eventually, if the bad parts are lasted through. And that there is a meaning. Live your life and enjoy it. Most peoples' problem is that they don't know what they want. Figure that out first, then go make it happen. God will help everything fall into place, it's up to you to do the rest. Enjoy your life! You only get one. rick I was glad to get 2017 over with. Not that it was completely a bad year, but many things happened that it took a lot to overcome. Many parts of the year took a lot out of me. Unsettling to say the least. People in my family passed on, and the rest of my family was pulled taut by the tension of relationships, causing me to move cities.
On the other hand, moving cities turned out to be a break that I never knew I needed. It got me away from problems that were only compounding in my hometown and introduced me to new people and opportunities that I never would've had. This blog is back up now, and while I won't post all the time I very much hope to post more. I have some stories that you could find interesting, and probably some fiction too, a serial story that I've been thinking over in my head for a long time. And it's partly based off true events, but that might be taking it too far. The new 2018 rebirth rixblog is also a chance for me to do things like finally organize the blog into categories, and start trying to promote again. I wish I would've followed through with my idea last year about putting blog address cards in Easter eggs and hiding them in places. That would've been worth it. But it is time for me to go try to pull ideas from my head and attempt to construct a good story with them. Hope it works. So yeah. rick |
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