Although I am not a big producer of virtual content, I manage to actually consume a great deal of nonsense online without really flushing it out of the recesses of my mind. I've started a new routine (which shall hopefully become a routine really) which was more need-of-the-hour as opposed to my magnifique will power exerting itself and out has popped an exciting side effect. I have more time, a much better mood earlier on in the day and an interesting thought that floated up out of my subconscious.
It addresses many aspects of this mind-personality, one... I seem to have made some decent choices in life but some of the reasons for those, at the time, were really silly. Let me explain for the benefit of future me re-reading this post next decade.
When I was 14 I decided on x, because I felt I probably had an overtly attached personality anyway based on my inability to resist chocolates, maggie and kurkure. So I stuck with it, I would officially resist x, y, and z because of my experience with chocolates, maggie and well, later blue lays. I allowed these 3 rampant entry into my zone of experience but disallowed any, even brief, intimation with x,y, and z. I'm turning 30 in less than a week, so 16 years later I feel happy with these particular choices I made over the last decade and more! But my reasons technically were ridiculous. Today I watched a short clip on the scientific changes consumption of x makes to the brain. How it confuses the network or neuro pathway of cells between the different parts of the brain disrupting the normally organised organ into a wreck essentially. I felt bad. Actually honestly I'm feeling bad. I didn't have this information earlier. I wish I had known. Because although I made the right choice, I didn't have the entirety of the complete information that would have given me a better understanding of why I was making the right choice by abstaining. I wish it were better known. Because, today, at 29 years 11 months and 3 weeks, I feel glad that I didn't knowingly cause disruption to an organ, in this way, that has been created to serve a very important function in this life. I feel grateful of course but somewhere I do believe that it isn't enough to commit to an action if the intent behind it is not the same.
It's pretty universally known I think that 2 people can do the exact same thing but if their thoughts behind it are different, then it doesn't really carry the same invisible vibration. To the external world it will appear the same perhaps but even the vibration it carries within the 2 people will be very different.
Blogging, from being a safe haven to vent my feminist cries, is also transforming as the Earth takes yet another revolution around the Sun while I have my body reasonably firmly plonked on this planet. As history of my write-ups will probably reveal, I love celebrating my day of Birth even months ahead. In fact its impending nature, causes more frills of excitement to burst out of me with rapid texting spontaneously occurring. I'm turning Thirrrrrrrrrty my texts chirp! Demanding synced levels of excitement from sleepy recipients. So suggestions for celebrations are welcome, but not at all expected. I have a vague idea that I want my reasonably healthy meal accompanied by decent music, comfortable lighting and some major dancing-till-we-sweat. Pause for sweet-lime-soda-with-sugarfree, and some more dancing-till-we-sweat. Am I thinking celebration or zumba class?
Although the idea of swimming does hold appeal. Not in sweat. I mean in the pool, with baby urine merged in with the Chlorine. Ehm. Still yucky. Moving on.
How shall we celebrate? Time Will Tell.
Oh yes, I meant blogging is beyond venting (Excuse the last stream-of-consciousness para)... and evolving into production of content as opposed to the normal consumption "online".
The last of the simultaneous audio upload is finito, or was finito a good 10 minutes ago. Back to somewhat reality.
