Thursday, August 28, 2003

"your time here on earth is but a small parenthesis in eternity" -sir thomas browne

why is it that we as human beings feel that we need to make our mark on this world? how many other billions of people have walked upon this earth and thought the same things i have* "i wonder if anyone will remember me in the years to come, i wonder if i am in any way monumental." The fact is i am not. in hours i will be forgotten, a rock upon my head will tell of a year, and a name. it will not tell of the emotions, the accomplishments, the love, the tragedy, the writings, the songs, the failures, or the children i leave behind. but why do we want a legacy? what makes us long to be remembered? i am yet to figure that out.

i contemplated on writing a book, maybe words on a piece of paper will encourage someone to remember my name, or speak highly of me when i am gone. but paper decomposes and the interesting thoughts i have will soon be outdated, and any new theory i embark on will then be old, and tossed away by a new idea or concept, radically overturning mine.
i write music, but as is the nature of the beast it will someday not be the current radio pleasure, and will be gone... i know my music is of the current trend, and not timeless like i had hoped. maybe my best bet is to have several male children, all with my last name. and i will start a family tree... of course a few generations along i will be a name and a number on a tree... and somewhere a rock.

a tree and a rock... that is what my life will be narrowed to in about 100 years.

well i have today, and for that i will make a lasting impression on my own life and those i meet today.

*fin

"...what people fail to realize is that all achievements are eventually surpassed, records are broken, reputations fade, and tributes are forgotten... you were not put on earth to be remembered, you were put here to prepare for eternity."
-wavlen

Tuesday, August 19, 2003

I have a theory about first meetings, first experiences, and first songs, so as for the first thought that rolls across this page let it be someone else's.

"He who thinks that he is finished is finished. How true. Those who think they have arrived, have lost their way. Those who think they have reached thier goal, have missed it. Those who think they are saints, in all reality are demons." -Henri Nouwen, The Genessee Diary.

Well its 2:01 in the afternoon and i am atteptempting to create this site for those of us who have more to talk about than what our favorite scene band is, or their favorite color is. instead i want to hear about real life, about real passions and dreams, and what God or life has taught you along this journey (which can be argued as such). So write what you may, but write what you feel, write who you are and not who you want others to perseve you as. life is to short to live as two people. on that note i leave you with this

"No one for any considerable period of time, can wear one face to himself and another to the multitude without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the truth."

SO WHICH IS IT? LIFE IS A...
JOURNEY, DESTINATION, GOAL, CHALLENGE, BITCH, GODSEND, HEARTACHE, ETC. (and why?)