Truly a wonder…
Backtracking, rereading past blog entries and ideas I’ve written and/or mulled over this past year, is a funny experience.
From where I am now, I don’t know how I ever came up with such things. I’m reluctant to call it a “phase”—as to me, philosophical thought is among the few activities of man that must not be simply explained as a segment of our lifetimes, as if first, out of nowhere, bubbling into a solution of our sadnesses, dreams, and deepest fears, and then reacting, finally leaving the crystalline products behind for some other ulterior use; it’s one of those “things” man’s grappling with which affects his worldview and the way he lives his life. Or so could go an oversimplification of its reason for being here.
Point is, change begets change, and it’s about time that the trade-off has been paid.
I don’t think I’m much of a pilosopo anymore—I’m glad to say I’ve bartered off much of my swirly thoughts for peace with my God and a life I know what I’m going to do with. Peace of mind, what a beautiful thing you are…
Though I am looking forward to the time when the questions of life will come my way once again, bringing the chaotic swirlings of my mind back for a different reason. Maybe so I can decide how to raise my kids, or finally finish that chemistry-philosophy textbook I dreamed of writing.
