A really old entry
This is an old entry, which I just got around to posting:
I’m sitting here at UH in the Engineering Center, typing this, wondering why l33t.ca has been down for the past two or three days. I hope it comes back up soon, so I can resume my regularly [un-]scheduled blogging. I have two articles on the computer at home that I still have yet to post. Hopefully when l33t.ca comes back up, all of its problems will have been completely resolved.
As I was doing my reading last night of Montaigne for my Human Situation class, I realized that this guy had done exactly what I think I’m trying to do here. His books were written to explore, as he put it ‘assay’, himself. I think that is the purpose of my blog; as someone who overarchingly doesn’t believe in a ‘personality’ per se, I think I’m trying to establish who I am and what I stand for. Too bad I can’t be like Montaigne; although he uses reason where he feels it applies and gives suitable answers, he resolves any conflict on the side of faith. I don’t have that much faith, especially not in the Church.
Anyway, on somewhat the same line of thought, I decided to enjoy my walk in from the parking lot this morning; I’ll have to be doing it five days of every week for the next semester, so I figured it might as well be fun instead of a chore. So I slowed down and tried to enjoy the environment; it is a cool, grey morning- the type I love- so I was drifting into a contemplative mood when I stopped to read the plaque in the plaza before the library. In all the hundreds of times I have walked in front of the library, I have never stopped to read the plaque that dedicates the plaza (more accurately described as a large green). With a quiet spirit I stopped and read it- it dedicated the plaza to a former member of the UH board of governors because ’she had an appreciation for beautiful landscaping and trees.’ There was some other stuff said, but that stuck with me. On the remainder of my walk here, I really looked at some of the trees and saw how beautiful they are; I had one of those moments where I really wished I had a [good] camera. What a peaceful experience.
I’m just grateful that, thanks to my abstaining from computers for a while, I can write this much without my hand silently screaming out in pain. But I’m not going to strain it…
Possibly relevant posts:
- Der language German (4/8/2002)
- My blog, talking ’bout my blog (3/13/2002)
- Black Holes and stuff (3/8/2002)