Celebratory Third-Post

This post, whose title may be misleading while all at once reinforcing, is in celebration of nothing and everything.

I haven't got anything in particular to celebrate about, that is, not anything concrete, solid, asphalt.

I will, therefore, provide myself with reasons to celebrate and as I go, I shall list them below:


Simplicity, Quite Simply

• I once said that "Simplicity Robs the Mind of Its Essence"

At this point, I have doubts as to whether or not I was mistaken in drawing that conclusion:

~ After having read a particular essay on the importance of the vernacular, common terminology and all other types of speech considered "vulgar" by the unduly elitist, I came to the realization that as much as simplicity may rob the mind of its essence in terms of simple ambitions, simple goals, simple mindedness - which in itself is a trick on the very truth insomuch as it negates/refutes and reinforces/supports my thesis - simplicity may give the mind the richness of unchallenged understanding, understanding attainable only through the simple mind's eye.

~I do, however, continue to believe that in many ways, simplicity may rob the mind of its essence insomuch as it may limit the capabilities, or in that way, the apparent capabilities of the mind. It may limit the ambitions, the goals, the very essence of living and employing the mind to cope with, compete with, and strive to make better all that has to do with life itself.

Life and the Living

• Life and the living are two of the most important things in, well, life and the living.

Now, first to explain and then to seek an explanation, an answer of sorts, if you will:

~What I mean by this insight is that life is important in life and in the living just as the living are important in life and the living.

1. Imagine what life would be life without life in itself. It would neither exist nor exist again: both the actual being - and this turns it all around as being would imply life - of life and the idea of life would be obsolete. We, or one, in a more elegant - if not all the more objective - manner, would not find oneself living, thus making the very idea of life impossible as only one who is living may propose the idea.


2. The living without life is altogether elusive. Without life, not only would the living be ... well, un-living, but their very existence would be obsolete, marked by oblivion, that is, not so much so in the realm of the living, but from the very essence of life.


3. The living are important in life. That is, quite simply, that, without the living, life could not be played out. Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters...any living remnants of the realm from which one was born would be extinct. The very instance and possibility of memory would be thwarted. Remnants, pieces, artifacts of a living world, now deceased, to be deceased, having deceased, are important to the realm of the living. Thus, though memory may serve to keep in mind the deceased, the very living may be another source to remind everyone of a past.


4. The living are finally important in the living. Without the living, the living - you and I - would be nothing. Take, for instance, your mother, your sister, your brother, your sister, your wife, your husband, your son, your daughter, you grandmother and grandfather, your uncle and your aunt: who are you because of them? Who would you be without them? And, finally, would you even be without them?

What do you think?

Thalia - Everlastingly Exhausting the English Language

Speech-Writing

As it turns out, I have a speech to turn in tomorrow at 9 a.m. I haven't got a clue what I'm going to write and I have other homework to do too. I honestly feel lost, helpless and... overall, a let down to nobody but myself. I really want to be ASB president, but I don't know what I'll do if I can't get the speech in by 9 a.m. tomorrow morning. It needs to be in for me to run. Someone help me!

Thalia - Continually Exhausting the English Language

From the First

You know, it's actually quite funny how I came to create my own blog. It was in Physics class, and I am almost pretty sure that I was making fun of the idea of blogging, not that I'd never considered it. And yet, here I am, wow. I honestly don't know what I'll blog about, but I'm almost one hundred percent sure that I won't be able to blog everyday. Nonetheless, I'm determined to make this my sanctuary, my home, my refuge and my perpetual asylum...that is, until I forget the entire prospect of keeping a blog, marked by oblivion and remember to forget that there is even such a place where thoughts may flow freely, though restricted as they are, into writing, that is, so long as I follow the rules of the Comstock Law... that doesn't really apply anymore.

So, I leave it at that for today, and I hope that at some point later tonight or tomorrow I may be able to pour out again, flowingly, as from the salt spout and let myself shine.

Thanks!

Thalia - Perpetually Exhausting the English Language