Memories of Days Past…

Ok I know it has been awhile since my last post and I am sorry about.  I have been busy with school and work, not to mention needy little Mike (wink, wink).  Anyways, it is snowing, a lot, outside right now and I am sitting here with a warm blanket.  So I thought I would type out a few notes of thoughts that I have managed to scribble out during some of my classes.  I know, I know, I should be focusing on the class and not my personal thoughts and feelings, but what can I say.

Well here is something from philosophy class, the way to early class.  This is from the class in which we discussed the fact that Socrates said he was ignorant, because he knew nothing, for he could not prove anything, he only had ideas, thoughts, and opinions. Well here is what I have to say on the matter.

I only have opinions and know nothing.  Man I feel stupid.  And to make it worst I can not be taught knowledge, only others opinions.  For knowledge is enduring and what I think I know is always changing, proving that I know nothing, but by proving I know nothing and the fact that I have never known anything and suppose I never will, does that prove I have knowledge of never knowing anything, which would disprove it’s self or that it is my opinion I will never know anything.

Ok, it might sound stupid but it was way too early in the morning and I hadn’t had any coffee.

My second little thing is from my serve safe class and has nothing to do with the class.  Of course I had just gotten done reading/listening to a Nicholas Sparks book, “Dear John” and after reflecting on real life experience.

What is worst?  To lose one you love slowly over time watching them go piece by piece seeing the pain, suffering and fear in their eyes and on their face or to lose them fast and sudden, to be unprepared, not have the chance to say “goodbye.”  Which is worst?  I have been through both and can not tell you.  I do not wish either on anyone though.  To hold hope of improvement or to wish you could have said goodbye.  Of course there is no greater feeling to have one you love come back from the edge of death to live a long life, even if it has its struggles and problems.  The joy and appreciation that comes from that is amazing.  I just wish I could say I have felt that more then lose, but I have had great lose in my short life so far, I am just afraid it is to prepare me for something far worst.  After all they/I always say, everything happens for a reason.

Anyways that is all I have to say for now, but at least it give you all, well at least the few of you that read this, something to reflect on and think about.  Good luck in your daily life and God bless.

Later

Ok, so this is going to be a quick up date.  For those of you that didn’t/don’t know, I have been sick since Sunday.  The strange things is though that due to an allergic reaction to the virus that is making me sick I also have an interesting rash.  I have spots.  Since I got sick my mom has been calling me spot.  You want to know something weird, I kind of like it when people come up with endearing nicknames for me.  Ok, I think my meds are kicking in, I am having trouble focusing on this, so I will write more later.

Later

What makes someone beautiful?  I am not talking hot.  People that are hot, it fades with time.  Hot guys end up bald and fat.  Hot girls end up tramps with three kids not husband, no sleep, stressed to the point she is a plus size and after all that tanning she looks twice her age at least.  I am talking lasting beauty that grow each day.  Am I considered beautiful?  You will never catch me in a bikini, a mini skirt, short, showing off way to much clevage, but does that mean I am not beautiful, or is that what makes me beautiful.  Sure I may be a little heavier then I should be, trust me, I know.  I am working on that.  Does that mean I am not beautiful.  Sure, I eat, does that mean I am not beautiful?  And just because someone is beautiful, does that make them attractive?  Would I be what one calls attractive?  Sure I can’t stop every guy in is track with one look, but who can?  Sure I might not dress like most young women my age, but does that make me unattractive.  Sure I might be what some call a goodie-goodie because of the way I choice to live my life, because I live as a Christian should, well maybe not.  At least I try to act as a real Christian does.  Just because someone is a good person, does that make them unattractive.  Does someone that has strong morals and high standard automatically get the title unattractive?  So many questions, but how do you really get the answers?  Any one out there have any input to any of my questions or statments?

Later