So my point in making all these statements, i have a vision of this world growing with a fervour for true love, while at the same time, not dispensing away with our lust. It could be a very contradictory statement to make, if not idealistic, but let's try think on that note. For this has, in certain ways made me the person that i am today. (albeit a people-loving, tree-hugging and grass-rolling keen inquisitor sometimes) Spread all that good loving with a lust for it!
A little bit on sexual proclivities, as we all know that the proverbial rule-of-thumb saying that goes "sex always sells", no matter where you are. Well as a healthy virile young man, all those sordid fantasies still remains in my head 90 times a day? But still i don't believe there's anything bad with it, unless of course, we cross the lines with our morals and actions. But i still reckon that such sexual endurances and pervasion does bring us a certain kind of energy that we sort of make use of in our daily lives. On that note perhaps, i think if we are able to clearly define lust, only then should we pronounce love. While some's trying to make sense of that, perhaps let's just say we cannot simply use love as an excuse for lust. As many would have already known, many modern relationships these days fail simply because there wasn't a foundation of friendship to begin with. Many have began with lust, as a metaphor for love. For the other partner, if we are able to furnish ourselves with lust for lust, and love for love, i still think less hearts will be broken, if they knew on what note they begin form, and not to confuse the latter for the former. So as one could always try, is simply identifying love and lust to be two separate entities, as i think it helps us form better relationships as a whole, whether it's simply desire for a member of the opposite sex, or actually getting down to loving someone better. I feel we can improve ourselves and our bearings towards others. But sure, if one can find love through lust, then of course, there's no one but only yourself to stop you.
To see the World in a grain of sand
And Heaven on a wild flower
To hold Infinity on the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
I am a freelance copywriter, as well as a language counsellor for a local education group, but that in no way left me with any answer as to how this blogging expedition should begin. Of course, i'm not looking for any claim to fame, i have had my very own fair share of that in my personal and social life, and i'm not one who's going to be sharing every details of my daily routines, what i did, who pissed me off and how i shat brown today. Let's see
Then looking at popular food-bloggers like Chubby Hubby himself, one could be impelled to start reviewing our culinary tastebuds and expeditions, as one could really be popular that way too. But then again, i think he does it so good, so i'm not going to walk that way. So that leaves me back to my own question, in what context should i begin my blogging expedition?
So, here i am, wondering about my first blog entry. Wondering in what context should it be. But of course, i blog to entertain myself, as well as those who would take interest in my otherwise belligerent rantings. But in any case, i endeavor to blog as conservatively as possible, as well as wanting to present different facets on the ever-changing world of the Internet. I would stay out of local goverment's politics, as one would have learned, that it will not really get us anywhere in this country, for it serves us nothing but perhaps futility at its best judiciously. Well, for any "politically-correct" statements i could make inadvertently along the way, sure, i could make some fellow supporters who shares the same views, or otherwise i could make enemies along the way. It could go both ways, but the endpoint is square.
I have heard of a few local popular bloggers, namely Wendy Cheng, a.k.a Xiaxue, Miss Izzy and Mia, just to name a few. I was watching some quiet TV at home one night, when the television series took place, titled "GirlsOutLoud". Largely a series made of a few mediocre I.T introductions, and lessons on picking up girls like themselves, which really leaves much to be desired. After watching two episodes so far, i must say it certainly needs more "brain" value in enriching this show, for otherwise it simply is quite rather mindless, in its unequivocal attempt in freshening up our otherwise drab local television programs. For it's just about two girls making their way out there, introducing us random little snippets of dating etiquettes, I.T technology and trends, as well as a few mindless banters about what's hot, and what's not. Let's just say, it's little girls out there going about their ways, and making caustic remarks about each and other's personal appearances, also coming from remarks set about in their daily bloggings, and now on local television. So at the same time it also led me to wonder about the quality and the "blog" value of their curious mindsets. If not, simply their personal rants on local politics, fashion, rivals and trends. While at the same time, trying to reflect on their own uncanny ways of looking at this society. So i guess that largely painted a picture for me as to what blogging is really all about. There really is not an endpoint in blogging. While some rather more incensed bloggers take it upon themselves to furnish every single little details about their daily on-abouts. Wa-wa-wee...interesting innit? Do we really want to know?
This shall my very first attempt in blogging. Come this date, I still haven't figured out the point of blogging at all. But guess it's a way for us lonely writers to be heard out there in this virtual world. I have had encouragements and support from friends for me to actually start blogging on the web, as many have read some of my mindless banters and writings in the journal of my thoughts-logging, as well as a literary respite to get away from the ordinary. Some of them humorous, and some on a more serious note, either which way, i do take upon a serious self-view to further improve my literary soul with an old-nosed will.
