strange thing life

Hope is an odd commodity. It has the ability to completely change our perspectives on our lives. It changes our perspective and not our lives. So many things try desperately, to no avail, to change our lives. Hope simply chooses to transform our uncertainty and our difficulty into the promise for a better tomorrow or for relief just around the corner.

In the end I am suspect but try not to be. I believe that hope is the way to go but can't manage to silence the cynnical 'logic' floating through my head. At some point in our culture the word 'logic' managed to include some natural aversion to the supernatural. Strange that this process of logic cannot be applied to that realm.

How's that for stream of consciousness?

Dear all,

"thank God you see me the way you do, strange as you are to me."

while the originator of this quote had something else in mind, i would use it to say that i have realized that the perspectives others have of me (although i find them frankly bizarre) have as much (if not much more) merit than my own. i can't see myself through all of the perfectionist nitpicking whereas others (with their relative lack of information) are more likely to see the broader picture.

i am thankful that the perspective of these others is beginning to have some effect on my personal perspective.

all together now:

hmmmmmmmmmmm...........
i think i want to do this blogging thing but as with everything it lacks validation

hmmmmm.........