The Perfect Example

The Perfect Example

 

It was morning when I wrote down the title:  The Perfect Example.  Now it is afternoon of the same day, but because 6 hours or more have intervened, I am of a different state of mind, than when I started.  Not sure that is a hindrance to continuance, but must say some will question why I go on and on.  But in defense I will refer to the Influence of Ben Stein’s money,  Woody Allen’s continued ability to make money of the productions of his mind, and certainly Seinfeld and the staying on topic for a whole episode, even if it made no sense, then or now.

 

Perfect example and not sure where I am going with this.  Did want to stay with the positive trend that has occurred in late September and early October.  Is about my commitment to write more than one blog a month, and now that FALL is here, and the leaves are turning and have to be outside where the splendor’s of nature can be seen,  I tell myself:   “Now or Never.”  And that’s it.  Is all the justification I seek, and it becomes the fuel that drives me forward.  Speak or be silenced by the roar of progress taking over, before you can get a foothold, and are swept away.  “Now or Never.”  He said.  And that is a good example of will power and determination.  Not trying to be perfect, but like it when I can come up with something worth doing and stay the course.

 

It is becoming imperative that I follow through with my intent to write a blog more than once a month.  The person and the work, and I can tell you now, “it is obsolete before it goes on screen and is seen by you.”   Have to ask, “If this is true, what’s the point?”  And words create barriers between intent and results, making perhaps a mockery of the perfect example of a deed well done.  But that is probably a theme for much later.  Right now I must proceed.  Nothing should be allowed to get in the way of finishing Blog #2 or #3 for the Month of October.  Saying all this inspires me.  Have no time limit for doing this, but am influenced by the influx of energy that comes with fingers on the keyboard and mind engaged.

 

State of mind, and the influence of those around me, and it is a good, if not perfect example of the power of the collective.  Inspired.  Responsive.  Involved.  All this is predicated on the idea of a principle-driven environment.  State a goal and the principal behind, which in this case is:  “…because I can….”  , and then carry through with both deed and intent.  Magnified and directly proportional to how many times I repeat the message.  “Just do it.  Not required that the outcome is perfect.”

 

Cyber space and blog space and in many ways it is a flawed medium.  But that won’t prevent me from doing this.  Blogging in the month of October, and in the end, this is what I will do.  I am a true believer that this is a good use of time.  Committed by direct experience to find out if doing this is a good use of time.  Even if its never read, there must be value in entering one’s state of mind into conscious expression and then magnifying it by both cut and paste, as well as copy.  Size and diameter and length is just part of this.  Add the power of two, and recognize if you write it and put it out there, that part two comes when somebody clicks on your blog and decides to look at it.  No idea if it is read from start to end, but even so, is a good if not perfect example of the power of two.

Blogging and the number of blogs in one month, completed and presented, and now he asks:  “What does this have to do with exponential interpolation of the factors of a splintered mind?”  Does it matter that products of the mind become a conscious fractal of shoreline in the human crescent of fertility  that grows because it is there?    Questioning the value of something being there, like a blog in cyber-space and lost or never seen, because of the numbers of the cosmos too large to the  infinite degree, insignificant because in some ways it is like the stars,  just too many out there to be seen and recognized with a degree of individual significance.  And yet, as a human and bounded by the limits of consciousness and time, he persists.  Write.  Post.  Repeat.

For me, all this has to be seen with a positive lens.  Visualized in my mind, yet converted to the eye-piece of proliferation.  Never the perfect example of declared intention or spawn, but if it gives new possibility to the increase of life, or added impetus to the life of the mind, I am all for it.  Having said that, I wonder if I am blind to that which is gathering out beyond my reach, and is put into existence by resistance or aid of people, invisible to me.  Blogging and blogs and are they insignificant now, because other social media has rendered this so?  Problem and possible solution and am I making this so by writing about it? 

And then he reads the comment.  “Who Cares.”  And focuses his mind to the principal which made this all possible in the first place.  .”  And that’s it.  Is all the justification I seek.  predicated on the idea of a principle-driven environment.  State a goal and the principal behind, which in this case is:  “…because I can….”  , and then carry through with both deed and intent.  It may be that I am repeating myself, and indeed,  that is part of the methodology I have used, over and over.  Write.  Post.  Repeat.

 

The story is never-ending.  Not sure if once it began in 2000-something, that blogging will just stop and then disappear.  For me, it is a waste of time to even think about it.  It is a love-hate relationship I have with the printed word.  Books.  Blogs.  Content appearing in print and solid form.  Word power and I wonder how will we end our addiction to all of this.  Reading.  Writing.  Arithmetic.  Products of the mind and avoids the clarity scale chart, and he wonders:  “Will we ever know the full meaning of the literary attempt to write it down, share it in public or cyber/digital space, and give it a life all its own. 

Power of the Collective and because it is there, is this the perfect example of The Unknown now exposed and with a life all its own.  Literary Significance and an example of the power of the written word, and he steps back.  Sighs.  Loves this meta-material structure of appearing on a screen, with print button and function, not only possible, but almost done, waiting for you and your next move.  Erase or Print.  And he smiles.  Is a never-ending story based on you and what you do.  “Terrific.”  He says.  And walks away.