Aberrant Transfiguration

This blog will appear to be as pompous as the title might indicate...

...there is a lot I would like to say, I hate fucking being cryptic but if I say what I want to say there is at least one little fucker here that will run like the asshole they are to tell people and it will get back to someone and people close to me will catch some shit...plus a lot of people read this shit and i don't have that many friends here...which makes me wonder what the fuck is up. I am very close to just blocking the profile...i think that is stupid but it might just be best.

...so...I am going to just give you the lesson learned...but without the back story there is going to be woefully incomplete...

...I have been wrong. That is the real bottom line. Shocker, huh? Me...wrong...seems inconceivable...suspend your disbelief and keep reading. For a while now I have believed something to the core of my being....something that goes against everything that I hold fundamental to my philosophy of life...it is hard for me to nutshell this...but here we go...

...when life is going along well we are all very quick to give ourselves the credit...self-glorification is almost the national pastime...second only to...blaming anything else for the things that have gone wrong...I have made that mistake...I have fallen prey to that folly...I love how fucking pretentious that fragment is...but it is true nonetheless...

...I have assigned near mythical powers to my object of blame...and honestly...it was comforting...it was familiar...it was the necessary distraction that allowed me the time to come to grips with the real truth...and the real truth about life is this...

...shit happens...but it is our reactions to the shit that have as much if not more impact than the event that invades our little worlds...life is the sum of our actions and reactions...nothing more...nothing less...

...situations come...shit happens...life for all of its majesty can really fucking hurt...but is our reactions to those obstacles...to those challenges...to the unexpected...that define who we are...and thank God for it...how fucked is it to be judged by what happened to us and not our reactions...

...I have assigned my challenges a bogeyman that has alleviated my guilt and shielded me from my own culpability...because of it I have missed out on things that I should not have...but I am happy that I have come to my senses...I am happier seeing my own faults than I was placing blame...okay...enough of that...

I have been asked to blog more...seriously...and my answer for that is...I will try...but when I really start writing heavily blogging for me becomes burdensome...and I have a tendency to say too much because I can't go from complete honesty in my books to this blog where I censor myself regularly...believe it or not...so that is that answer.

Writing is going well.

Arsenal won and is on top of the table...root for Portsmith tomorrow...

Bit of sad news...Sprint has laid off 4000 employees after losing 685,000 subscribers in one quarter...so I am out of a job...for now...but things are looking good...I am okay with it...and won't be out of work for very long...oh well...

The Last King of Scotland was a great movie...and I saw Stranger Than Fiction again...and I can't tell you how much I love it. Great movie.

I will leave you all with this last great bit of advice...if the point spread stays at 12 vote for the Giants...if it goes down take the Patriots heavy...you read it hear first...


"Conversation would be vastly improved by the constant use of four simple words: I do not know." - Andre Maurois