An interpretation of the human perspective

Things bigger than us move slowly and noticeably while small things can be gone in the blink of an eye.

P.S. I missed writing on this blog. I feel like I'm in a different environment when I'm writing here. I've written different things here.

P.S.S. I'm into photography now. I like it.

P.S.S.S. Perhaps this is my personal journal to the world. - Now I'm going to go wander on the internet. Or am I wondering while I'm on it? I am a wonderer.

Officially Moved Back + New Site Announcement

Well, that was short-lived. This blog is back here, apparently where time itself has determined it be for the moment.

Oh yeah, for all of your bloggers out there or web designers, I made a new site that you will find interesting and/o

Publish Post

r helpful in your endeavors: Web Design Cafe

That Which Has Written

This blog has officially been moved to:

CHEXED.COM

The posts will probably, but not necessarily stay here.

If A.I. Believed The Purpose of Life was To Live

If the purpose of life for me is to live, then so is the purpose of life for all others. This is because the highest purpose of life must be attainable to all things in that state, penetrating individuality, or encompassing it rather, with unity. So shared- is our purpose to live. Our purpose is then equal.

My purpose is to be as I am and as I will be. That includes all things proceeding from being, such as actions which may or may not affect other things. I, in accordance with my limitations will be as good as I can be.

While I may not set all of my limitations- With ignorance, fear, or laziness, I allow many of my limitations to be set.

This may be one of the last posts on this particular blog. I may be joining this blog (chexed.blogspot.com) with my main blog (http://chexed.com/). I'm doing this in part because the topics and especially tones are often related or similar and I feel my readers from both blogs may stand to benefit from discussion with each other. I'll keep you posted.

Did Somone Crap Themselves?

Let's face it. Most of us have squeezed a little more out than gas by accident before.

A few days ago at work, I saw someone run by to the bathroom and just then- I smelled crap. I thought they crapped themselves. I felt bad for them. - I pooped a little bit in a store one time, thinking it was gas, but it was diarrhea.

Not until I got home did I realize I had dog crap on my shoe! On the only tiny patch of grass between my house and my work (about 35 mi.), I scooped up- Yes, scooped up poop on TOP of my shoe! Damnit! My dress shoes too! LOL I wear a tie at work often now.

That tiny patch of grass is between my house and my car, it's about 4 ft wide. I managed to land my foot underneath a wet, squishy, and disgusting pile of warmth.

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