"I've heard that we only use a small part of our brain. Maybe our soul is the same way. And maybe we're half asleep most of our lives, simply reacting to the stimulus our brain receives.
Action, true action is rare indeed."
~ Jon foreman :: Lead singer-songwriter of Switchfoot speaking about the inspriation for 'Dare you to move'

Someone once said that suicide is the only true act that one could ever make. Everything else cannot be said to be as true. But suicide, it's consequences so existentially tangible, involves the destruction of a being, an entire universe.

Whoever said this was wise, and pretty much barking up the right tree. Crucifying yourself with Christ is probably the only true act one could ever make. The only one worth it anyway.

Dustin notes that my blog is vague and ambiguious, but here's a point that I really want to stress. It came from the previous post: Being a Christian's lame, pathetic and unbecoming. It's ugly and self demolishing. It means saying no to everything that you are and your identity and your uniqueness. It means quiet suffering, thankless sacrifices and personal humiliation. No buts, no catches, no plus factor. Just the presence of God.

I'm going to have to want that pretty badly.
I'm starting to wonder if blogging is unhealthy in that it keeps me self-centered.