[Originally proposed in Oct, 2006, but was not successful in articulating it, so here's a second try]
Have you ever thought of the experiences that we live through everyday, how that they are so infinitesimally small comparing to the idea of infinity? How small we are and are limited we are in comparing to infinite?
A question was raised in my linguistic class about whether or not machine will ever be able to comprehend and produce the "infinite set" of human languages either for the purpose of translation and/or communication. And many holds the view that it is not possible to to represent the gigantic amounts of information that our brain processes. And harder yet, the creativity that humans have in communication and translation. Many holds that even with large and smart storage of information on top of stochastic learning process given corpora of a language cannot even get close to the human experience.
My question is, human beings are not all powerful and all knowing: what makes us better creature to produce "infinite set" of linguistic stuff than the machines? Of course we have to consider the fact that we humans are sentient beings that seeks to understand ourselves and each other whilst machines don't unless they're told to.
In this light I would like to consider the argument that even as creative sentient beings ourselves, we humans, still do not possess the infinite: in fact it is the sum of all humanity's creative product that may surmount to something close to the infinite. And I would like to argue that as individuals, we each are a slice of the infinity. An analogy would be the whole humanity as a cake and each individual as a tiny piece of it: significant but not the only thing, no one person can represent the entirety. And I would like to argue that even though we're not infinite beings, it is possible to experience a ginormously amount of stuff but just not all at once, and that by estimating the big stuff from pieces of small stuff, we seem to have a higher sentient status than the machines that we make. But given the right setup of equipments, I believe we can make smart machines that can talk and understand some basic human interactions. Notice I used the word smart, not wise; smartness on the machine doesn't make it wise and able to contemplate existential questions...at least there's nothing in my technical understanding of what existential/sentient contemplation actually is... and for many of us, this contemplation is only meaningful in respect to God, whom is beyond space and time, only He is able to perceive and understand what we're looking at as infinity. And only through God whom infinity is, can we come to understanding of ourselves and the world around us. So in that respect, it may be a vain effort in trying to assess the infinity; but as a comparison, we humans are exactly all that powerful machines that could create the infinite... because there's always more when you've made up 7 gozillian different sentences using all kinds of cool grammar devices.
We can only experience the infinite through our finite senses. And that is not to say we will be able to grasp the whole reality of infinite. We may take many cracks at it, but that doesn't make us closer to the truth...not a guarantee anyway: but that is how we work, from small finite things we piece together bigger things, and that is how we're making our machines nowadays.
Just a thought. I had a hard time trying to articulate this stuff in class, so I thought I should write it down someday and think about it.
Post Scriptum: even the ordinarily repetitive things sometimes can give us different experiences...well, that's another closely-related story...
Friday, November 10, 2006
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Prayer to Mary for God's Love.
[Original seen on Oct 17, 2006]
Mary, Mother of God, Blessed Virgin Mary, Blessed Mother of Love, help me to see God's love for me today like I've never seen His love for me before!
Mary, Mother of God, Blessed Virgin Mary, Blessed Mother of Love, help me to see God's love for me today like I've never seen His love for me before!
Monday, October 23, 2006
Name.
[Article started on Oct. 7, 2006: added more stuff on Oct. 22, 2006]
Every name has its story believe me you. And Untitled Benedictus is no exception. When I was a senior in high school, I wrote an entry in my journal (actual journal) of my thoughts on religious vocation, and I couldn't think of a title, but I do remembered that there was just sooo much blessing in life that I simply cannot name (event to this day), they're like unnamed blessings! And well, that's where the name of the original website "Untitled Benedictus" came from. I hosted it on geocities with yahoo (back in the hay days), but it was deleted due to inactivity. I lost a great many articles on that website. [Hopefully I won't lost any in this site *evil narrow eyes*]
But I guess over the years in college, I realized that there's a need for me to consider much deeply about religious vocation. Actually, I realized that I need to think about "vocation" in general, not just religious alone. Funny thing is, religious vocation seemed easiest because I have never dated anyone before, and at the time it seemed easier of the few states to flow into. But after couple years of thinking, I realized that there's no reason that religious vocation would be any easier than marriage or single life. I simply have not looked into any of them and that is not the same thing as the "easier to go into priesthood" business. And I realized that no matter which way I end up going to, there's a much more important issue at hand. The finding of myself, in relation to Christ and to the world. Why am I here? What is my purpose? What does God want me to do? Who am I? Why am I borned this way? These are just some of the questions that I am still realizing I cannot ansewr without the guidance of Jesus. And I think to some degree all life is meaningless without having first answered these questions, and over the years I begin to realize that I have a zealeous will to find out the answers to these questions.
And I intend to walk this journey with the thorns in me and find out the answers (and follow through with them) whilst writing down a piece of my mind, so that maybe one day you can take as a reference of some sort...or maybe it will be the joke of the day, who knows. But for myself, I wish to know -- my reason of being. Actually, I wish to BE my reason of being, knowing is easy, but doing is sometimes the hardest thing...and I hope...
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Notice how we all have our a name that is given to us at birth? Notice how there are just things in life we're given, not that we couldn't choose later in life, but they were given to us...and nothing is required from us. It's like part of us is given to us at birth, we did not have to give anything, but it seems like sometimes we're taking them for granted or maybe we just don't appreciate it enough...? Need to talk about this a bit more.
Every name has its story believe me you. And Untitled Benedictus is no exception. When I was a senior in high school, I wrote an entry in my journal (actual journal) of my thoughts on religious vocation, and I couldn't think of a title, but I do remembered that there was just sooo much blessing in life that I simply cannot name (event to this day), they're like unnamed blessings! And well, that's where the name of the original website "Untitled Benedictus" came from. I hosted it on geocities with yahoo (back in the hay days), but it was deleted due to inactivity. I lost a great many articles on that website. [Hopefully I won't lost any in this site *evil narrow eyes*]
But I guess over the years in college, I realized that there's a need for me to consider much deeply about religious vocation. Actually, I realized that I need to think about "vocation" in general, not just religious alone. Funny thing is, religious vocation seemed easiest because I have never dated anyone before, and at the time it seemed easier of the few states to flow into. But after couple years of thinking, I realized that there's no reason that religious vocation would be any easier than marriage or single life. I simply have not looked into any of them and that is not the same thing as the "easier to go into priesthood" business. And I realized that no matter which way I end up going to, there's a much more important issue at hand. The finding of myself, in relation to Christ and to the world. Why am I here? What is my purpose? What does God want me to do? Who am I? Why am I borned this way? These are just some of the questions that I am still realizing I cannot ansewr without the guidance of Jesus. And I think to some degree all life is meaningless without having first answered these questions, and over the years I begin to realize that I have a zealeous will to find out the answers to these questions.
And I intend to walk this journey with the thorns in me and find out the answers (and follow through with them) whilst writing down a piece of my mind, so that maybe one day you can take as a reference of some sort...or maybe it will be the joke of the day, who knows. But for myself, I wish to know -- my reason of being. Actually, I wish to BE my reason of being, knowing is easy, but doing is sometimes the hardest thing...and I hope...
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Notice how we all have our a name that is given to us at birth? Notice how there are just things in life we're given, not that we couldn't choose later in life, but they were given to us...and nothing is required from us. It's like part of us is given to us at birth, we did not have to give anything, but it seems like sometimes we're taking them for granted or maybe we just don't appreciate it enough...? Need to talk about this a bit more.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
A Prayer by St. Thomas More
Give me the grace, Good Lord
To set the world at naught. To set the mind firmly on You and not to hang upon the words of men's mouths.
To be content to be solitary. Not to long for worldly pleasures. Little by little utterly to cast off the world and rid my mind of all its business.
Not to long to hear of earthly things, but that the hearing of worldly fancies may be displeasing to me.
Gladly to be thinking of God, piteously to call for His help. To lean into the comfort of God. Busily to labor to love Him.
To know my own vileness and wretchedness. To humble myself under the mighty hand of God. To bewail my sins and, for the purging of them, patiently to suffer adversity.
Gladly to bear my purgatory here. To be joyful in tribulations. To walk the narrow way that leads to life.
To have the last thing in remembrance. To have ever before my eyes my death that is ever at hand. To make death no stranger to me. To foresee and consider the everlasting fire of Hell. To pray for pardon before the judge comes.
To have continually in mind the passion that Christ suffered for me. For His benefits unceasingly to give Him thanks.
To buy the time again that I have lost. To abstain from vain conversations. To shun foolish mirth and gladness. To cut off unnecessary recreations.
Of worldly substance, friends, liberty, life and all, to set the loss at naught, for the winning of Christ.
To think my worst enemies my best friends, for the brethren of Joseph could never have done him so much good with their love and favor as they did him with their malice and hatred.
These minds are more to be desired of every man than all the treasures of all the princes and kings, Christian and heathen, were it gathered and laid together all in one heap.
Amen.
To set the world at naught. To set the mind firmly on You and not to hang upon the words of men's mouths.
To be content to be solitary. Not to long for worldly pleasures. Little by little utterly to cast off the world and rid my mind of all its business.
Not to long to hear of earthly things, but that the hearing of worldly fancies may be displeasing to me.
Gladly to be thinking of God, piteously to call for His help. To lean into the comfort of God. Busily to labor to love Him.
To know my own vileness and wretchedness. To humble myself under the mighty hand of God. To bewail my sins and, for the purging of them, patiently to suffer adversity.
Gladly to bear my purgatory here. To be joyful in tribulations. To walk the narrow way that leads to life.
To have the last thing in remembrance. To have ever before my eyes my death that is ever at hand. To make death no stranger to me. To foresee and consider the everlasting fire of Hell. To pray for pardon before the judge comes.
To have continually in mind the passion that Christ suffered for me. For His benefits unceasingly to give Him thanks.
To buy the time again that I have lost. To abstain from vain conversations. To shun foolish mirth and gladness. To cut off unnecessary recreations.
Of worldly substance, friends, liberty, life and all, to set the loss at naught, for the winning of Christ.
To think my worst enemies my best friends, for the brethren of Joseph could never have done him so much good with their love and favor as they did him with their malice and hatred.
These minds are more to be desired of every man than all the treasures of all the princes and kings, Christian and heathen, were it gathered and laid together all in one heap.
Amen.
Monday, October 16, 2006
First Watch with Jesus.
[This entry requires much editting and content organization]
Over the weekend, I had an unique experience to spend a lot of time in front of the Blessed Sacrement. I've always heard of perpetual Adoration between Lent, but I have never been involved in one before. And I must say that however it is tiring, it is worth every bit of the time.
The readings and homily on Friday was about the timeless-ness of God, how He is beyond our space and time. Unlike the human experience of senses and time-durations of yesterday, today, and tomorrow, God exists in eternity. An anology would be us walking through a hilly mountain through the sun, rain, mist, and storm, but God would be in a helicoptor over looking the entire journey. Well, I guess this experience of perpetual Adoration feels like sharing a bit of the eternity that we would spend when our time here on earth is finished. I can't feel but excited -- singing and praising God with the angels and saints in eternity!! Just imagine that! (There's a song that goes by the title "I Could Ony Imagine", well, kinda like that).
And I this is probably the most prayer that I've done since a long time. Probably since CCX...or maybe since the last Awakening. All this programming gets me stuck in front of my computer -- bad!! Good thing I'm already tired from sitting in front of the computer all day, therefore no games...what's the point ya know.
So as I walked into the Church we stayed for the weekend, the priest at the parish asked Paul who's going to be attending the Mass for the Exposition and take the first shift of Adoration. I literally just crawled out of my car from a all-morning drive since 7:30AM (and it was about 5PM then). I kinda wanted to just hang, but for some reason, after walking around realizing I'm actually early and that most of the people here are helping moving stuff in and out of the kitchen, so I wandered around a bit (this is before mass started). I wanted to go to Mass, because usually Jimmy and I goes to daily Mass at the UCC on Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays. And I guess I was thinking, too bad, Jimmy isn't here, and I kinda wanted someone else to go with me. So the priest came around again to ask for someone to watch Jesus after the exposition Mass, then John got here, and said he would go, and asked me if I wanna go, too. So there I have someone to go with!
In Mass, the priest went over the eternity anology I just quoted above. And funny thing is, the priest opened up the floor for question after homily :-)
So he quizzed us, "God is all forgiving, but why is the sin against the Holy Spirit unforgivable?"
Ans.) Because if you do not take the guidance from the Holy Spirit, who do you take guidance from? If you don't believe in the power of God, how can God forgive you? (This was when Jesus was driving out demons from a possessed person and someone accused Him of using power from the devil).
Well, this sort of sets up things for the weekend. Never doubt the Holy Spirit of God, and be moved by Him! Because you can't be moved without the Holy Spirit! So that's what I thought about during Adoration.
Ever since CCX #2, and the discussion we've had about exorcism and possessions, I often get cold-chills at night about it when I sleep, afraid that someone that I loved, or God-forbid I myself, may be tempted. Now to clarify, I always knew that God is my sheperd and I shall not want, and though I shall walk through the vally of death, no evil will I fear. But some nights I just have to pray lots of Chaplet of Divine Mercy or ask for intercessions from angels and saints for protection. Well, that has troubled me many days -- know that the devil is real (the worst thing is to believe that the devil does not exists), and that evil is constantly trying to tempt us from loving God and loving our neighbors.
Well, there was this tiny bit of personal struggle (I guess you can call it thorn in the back) that I've been dealing with, and it has crippled my trust and love in God. But during the homily, I realized that I must trust in God and let the Holy Spirit guide me, I must surrender all that is me and let Jesus take me. I've heard this message all throughout these times of struggle, and I knew I have to move towards it at some point, but for some reason I just couldn't move into execution mode. I guess I lacked the faith I needed to move along, and I also lacked a friend to nag at me and keep each other accountable. This reminds me the story of the Garden of Gethsemane, where all the disciples fell asleep one after another. Well, hopefully there's someone falling asleep and was able to wake the rest of them up. And I guess this story can also be taken literally and metamorphically -- literally don't fall asleep, but metamorhpically don't let your spiritual life fall asleep! And it's always nice to have someone holding each other accountable. "Two is better than one!"
So I guess I'm really trying to talk about at least two things at once. One is thanks so much for having John as my partner at First Watch with Jesus (for keeping me accountable and not falling asleep spiritually on Friday afternoon :-)). And second thing is that during my prayers, I realized that I REALLY need to give up and surrender my own desires to Jesus to truly find myself -- to know who I am (and in that, God will be my guide and no evil will I ever fear, for He alone is my fortress and shield).
So during the course of this retreat, although I really wanted to play guitar and sing, at many times, I had to remind myself that I really need to have a conversation with God, even though it is said that singing is like praying twice, sometimes people get into the mode of let me just sing and not talk to God...I do this a lot. Maybe if we sing from our hearts then it would be like prayer twice, but if I'm singing just because I like singing [to God]...hm..suspicious motive. I guess that's some form of spiritual slacking off :-P
So I tried very hard to carry out a conversation with God throughout the entire weekend. Praying for the special intention and for myself as well. But being surrounding by many amazing brothers and sisters in Christ definitely makes the conversation much more lively with God, not just me yacking or monologue by God. I heard many talks from the retreat speakers and it definitely gave me a lot of encouragement to move along.
I'll write out parts of my thoughts in other entries more specifically later. But it was quite an experience to have First Watch with Jesus. :-)
Lastly, please pray with me:
Lord Jesus Christ, take all my freedom, my memory, and my understanding, and my will. All that I have and cherish You have given me. I surrender it all to be guided by Your will. Your grace and Your love is wealth enough for me. Give me these, Lord Jesus, and I ask for nothing more.
Amen.
Over the weekend, I had an unique experience to spend a lot of time in front of the Blessed Sacrement. I've always heard of perpetual Adoration between Lent, but I have never been involved in one before. And I must say that however it is tiring, it is worth every bit of the time.
The readings and homily on Friday was about the timeless-ness of God, how He is beyond our space and time. Unlike the human experience of senses and time-durations of yesterday, today, and tomorrow, God exists in eternity. An anology would be us walking through a hilly mountain through the sun, rain, mist, and storm, but God would be in a helicoptor over looking the entire journey. Well, I guess this experience of perpetual Adoration feels like sharing a bit of the eternity that we would spend when our time here on earth is finished. I can't feel but excited -- singing and praising God with the angels and saints in eternity!! Just imagine that! (There's a song that goes by the title "I Could Ony Imagine", well, kinda like that).
And I this is probably the most prayer that I've done since a long time. Probably since CCX...or maybe since the last Awakening. All this programming gets me stuck in front of my computer -- bad!! Good thing I'm already tired from sitting in front of the computer all day, therefore no games...what's the point ya know.
So as I walked into the Church we stayed for the weekend, the priest at the parish asked Paul who's going to be attending the Mass for the Exposition and take the first shift of Adoration. I literally just crawled out of my car from a all-morning drive since 7:30AM (and it was about 5PM then). I kinda wanted to just hang, but for some reason, after walking around realizing I'm actually early and that most of the people here are helping moving stuff in and out of the kitchen, so I wandered around a bit (this is before mass started). I wanted to go to Mass, because usually Jimmy and I goes to daily Mass at the UCC on Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays. And I guess I was thinking, too bad, Jimmy isn't here, and I kinda wanted someone else to go with me. So the priest came around again to ask for someone to watch Jesus after the exposition Mass, then John got here, and said he would go, and asked me if I wanna go, too. So there I have someone to go with!
In Mass, the priest went over the eternity anology I just quoted above. And funny thing is, the priest opened up the floor for question after homily :-)
So he quizzed us, "God is all forgiving, but why is the sin against the Holy Spirit unforgivable?"
Ans.) Because if you do not take the guidance from the Holy Spirit, who do you take guidance from? If you don't believe in the power of God, how can God forgive you? (This was when Jesus was driving out demons from a possessed person and someone accused Him of using power from the devil).
Well, this sort of sets up things for the weekend. Never doubt the Holy Spirit of God, and be moved by Him! Because you can't be moved without the Holy Spirit! So that's what I thought about during Adoration.
Ever since CCX #2, and the discussion we've had about exorcism and possessions, I often get cold-chills at night about it when I sleep, afraid that someone that I loved, or God-forbid I myself, may be tempted. Now to clarify, I always knew that God is my sheperd and I shall not want, and though I shall walk through the vally of death, no evil will I fear. But some nights I just have to pray lots of Chaplet of Divine Mercy or ask for intercessions from angels and saints for protection. Well, that has troubled me many days -- know that the devil is real (the worst thing is to believe that the devil does not exists), and that evil is constantly trying to tempt us from loving God and loving our neighbors.
Well, there was this tiny bit of personal struggle (I guess you can call it thorn in the back) that I've been dealing with, and it has crippled my trust and love in God. But during the homily, I realized that I must trust in God and let the Holy Spirit guide me, I must surrender all that is me and let Jesus take me. I've heard this message all throughout these times of struggle, and I knew I have to move towards it at some point, but for some reason I just couldn't move into execution mode. I guess I lacked the faith I needed to move along, and I also lacked a friend to nag at me and keep each other accountable. This reminds me the story of the Garden of Gethsemane, where all the disciples fell asleep one after another. Well, hopefully there's someone falling asleep and was able to wake the rest of them up. And I guess this story can also be taken literally and metamorphically -- literally don't fall asleep, but metamorhpically don't let your spiritual life fall asleep! And it's always nice to have someone holding each other accountable. "Two is better than one!"
So I guess I'm really trying to talk about at least two things at once. One is thanks so much for having John as my partner at First Watch with Jesus (for keeping me accountable and not falling asleep spiritually on Friday afternoon :-)). And second thing is that during my prayers, I realized that I REALLY need to give up and surrender my own desires to Jesus to truly find myself -- to know who I am (and in that, God will be my guide and no evil will I ever fear, for He alone is my fortress and shield).
So during the course of this retreat, although I really wanted to play guitar and sing, at many times, I had to remind myself that I really need to have a conversation with God, even though it is said that singing is like praying twice, sometimes people get into the mode of let me just sing and not talk to God...I do this a lot. Maybe if we sing from our hearts then it would be like prayer twice, but if I'm singing just because I like singing [to God]...hm..suspicious motive. I guess that's some form of spiritual slacking off :-P
So I tried very hard to carry out a conversation with God throughout the entire weekend. Praying for the special intention and for myself as well. But being surrounding by many amazing brothers and sisters in Christ definitely makes the conversation much more lively with God, not just me yacking or monologue by God. I heard many talks from the retreat speakers and it definitely gave me a lot of encouragement to move along.
I'll write out parts of my thoughts in other entries more specifically later. But it was quite an experience to have First Watch with Jesus. :-)
Lastly, please pray with me:
Lord Jesus Christ, take all my freedom, my memory, and my understanding, and my will. All that I have and cherish You have given me. I surrender it all to be guided by Your will. Your grace and Your love is wealth enough for me. Give me these, Lord Jesus, and I ask for nothing more.
Amen.
Remembering Lepanto (1571).
[Originally written on Oct. 7 2006]
Touchy subject. But I just want to recall that on October 7, 1571 a historic battle between the Ottoman Empire and the Holy League successfully prevented a direct attack on the Europe mainland. How the battle fought out was interesting, but how the people at the time reacted to the impending onslaught was amazingly different of how people of today reacts to when war and violence is ineminent.
The people of that age knew what it mean if Europe falls -- their way of life and believes will all have to bow down to the Ottoman Empire's rules, and with the political structure over the Europe disorganized, the people then could only look one way for their own safety and protection -- the Heavens. And they showed their desperateness by saying the rosary. And this was probably the only time in history that the entire Christendom gathered together to pray for one thing in particular almost at the same time daily and weekly. Today we faces iminent threat from the culture of death, where some goes to claim that the devil does not exist, whist others sought only pleasure and riches by stepping on top of others. The world has changed, people no longer lived in the simple way of life and the society itself has forgotten part of its own history. Okay, I digress...this entry is breaking down.
I guess the whole point of this post is to try to remember those who had fallen in battle at Lepanto. And how this battled showed that it is possible to unite the peoples in prayer under dire circumstances like what we're facing today.
So on this day, we especially pray to Mary the Virgin Mother of God for a special intention of peace and unity amongst the world and the different faiths.
Hail Mary, full of Grace. The Lord is with thee. Blessed are you amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now, and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Touchy subject. But I just want to recall that on October 7, 1571 a historic battle between the Ottoman Empire and the Holy League successfully prevented a direct attack on the Europe mainland. How the battle fought out was interesting, but how the people at the time reacted to the impending onslaught was amazingly different of how people of today reacts to when war and violence is ineminent.
The people of that age knew what it mean if Europe falls -- their way of life and believes will all have to bow down to the Ottoman Empire's rules, and with the political structure over the Europe disorganized, the people then could only look one way for their own safety and protection -- the Heavens. And they showed their desperateness by saying the rosary. And this was probably the only time in history that the entire Christendom gathered together to pray for one thing in particular almost at the same time daily and weekly. Today we faces iminent threat from the culture of death, where some goes to claim that the devil does not exist, whist others sought only pleasure and riches by stepping on top of others. The world has changed, people no longer lived in the simple way of life and the society itself has forgotten part of its own history. Okay, I digress...this entry is breaking down.
I guess the whole point of this post is to try to remember those who had fallen in battle at Lepanto. And how this battled showed that it is possible to unite the peoples in prayer under dire circumstances like what we're facing today.
So on this day, we especially pray to Mary the Virgin Mother of God for a special intention of peace and unity amongst the world and the different faiths.
Hail Mary, full of Grace. The Lord is with thee. Blessed are you amongst women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now, and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Saturday, October 07, 2006
One. Two. Three.
Well, this is not the first time I've created a blog. And this is not my first blog with blogspot. My first blog sunk into the abyss after I started using xanga. And well, that was a good experience. I do have one tibit about people talking about stuff on my blog posts. I don't usually like to discuss them over the phone or in person, when the question is simply a repeat of what I wrote. I write for thought and therefore I love discussion, but I guess I was just overwhelmed by the amount of non-discussion discussion -- ever get the kind of conversation just for the sake of conversation? -- well, I didn't quite like it. Well, so this is a re-establishment of my online journaling presense, where I will be able to freely express myself again, without being limited to what I can write and what stuff I need to leave out so that I don't get an cross-ocean call at midnight or wee hours of the morning about what I posted in my blog. :-)
On a second note, this blog site is a recreation of an old website that I dedicated to the unnamed blessings that I had a chance to sit down and think over, and perhaps something I felt like worth sharing or even discussing with the general public. This journal is intended to be a travel log of my journey of faith in finding some sense and direction in this life. The main difference between this blog and the ones that I've had in the past will be marked by its lack of photographs and minute details and short updates. As an engineering student, writing is a luxury. And communicating my thoughts, musings, and being is something that I often do not have time to do with labs piling up on and under my desk(s). Well, back to differences, I wish this blog to be thoughtful, inspirational, truthful (to the best of what the situation allows for, not that I would purposefully lie, more like ommission ;-)), and maybe a bit of day-dreaming. Overall, I want this blog to be a thinking and talking blog -- more like where I can open up myself -- and let my essence come out and walk about.
Well, and finally, on a minute note, like I mentioned before (wow, 3 prepositional phrases in one time, can I do that?), writing is a rarity amongst us engineers (and asian male not counting). I once wrote a paper (actual paper) about the reason why I write. In summary of that paper, I write because I regret that many parts of my life I simply recorded in my mind (subject to this thing call "forgetting") and many lessons that I learned I could not remember. I'm talking about the lessons of life of course, stuff I learned in living life in general. But I also want to write for the sake of literature and linguistics -- if you can call what I write "literature" at all -- that is. Well, maybe I'll actually post that paper I wrote one day, but for today, this will do.
Late night it is, sleep must I get!
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On a second note, this blog site is a recreation of an old website that I dedicated to the unnamed blessings that I had a chance to sit down and think over, and perhaps something I felt like worth sharing or even discussing with the general public. This journal is intended to be a travel log of my journey of faith in finding some sense and direction in this life. The main difference between this blog and the ones that I've had in the past will be marked by its lack of photographs and minute details and short updates. As an engineering student, writing is a luxury. And communicating my thoughts, musings, and being is something that I often do not have time to do with labs piling up on and under my desk(s). Well, back to differences, I wish this blog to be thoughtful, inspirational, truthful (to the best of what the situation allows for, not that I would purposefully lie, more like ommission ;-)), and maybe a bit of day-dreaming. Overall, I want this blog to be a thinking and talking blog -- more like where I can open up myself -- and let my essence come out and walk about.
Well, and finally, on a minute note, like I mentioned before (wow, 3 prepositional phrases in one time, can I do that?), writing is a rarity amongst us engineers (and asian male not counting). I once wrote a paper (actual paper) about the reason why I write. In summary of that paper, I write because I regret that many parts of my life I simply recorded in my mind (subject to this thing call "forgetting") and many lessons that I learned I could not remember. I'm talking about the lessons of life of course, stuff I learned in living life in general. But I also want to write for the sake of literature and linguistics -- if you can call what I write "literature" at all -- that is. Well, maybe I'll actually post that paper I wrote one day, but for today, this will do.
Late night it is, sleep must I get!
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