Dome and alter at St. Peter’s Basilica - Vatican City
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I’ve been thinking a whole lot today. It’s strange because it’s like I have all these things and opinions within me but it seems like I need other people to bring them to the surface for me. I feel like I need people to help show me a path.
Anyway… I was made to think about the way I make friends with people - real and online. I’ve been made to think about this blog and the way I write about things. I was made to think about the person I am and the person I have it in me to be.
I think that the direction of this blog will change again over the next few weeks and months. I remember when it first started I’d write just one long post a day and it wouldn’t be all that personal. I’d write about stuff that was happening or my thoughts on one thing or another.
When I went home for the summer I started to write a lot more about my personal life. I started to write a lot more posts but shorter posts. You got more of my personality but less depth - less essence.
I put a lot of myself on this blog. I share a whole lot of my life but not all my life. There are so many topics that interest me that you would never realise from just looking at my blog. There are so many things in this world that fascinate me that you’ll never know by just reading this blog. I think I’m going to start writing about some of those things. I’m going to start writing about philosophy and art and music and literature and politics and sport and the news and academia and everything. I’m going to make this blog smarter. I’m going to put more thought in to the posts I write. I’m going to actually start editing posts instead of publishing them right away. I’m going to ponder and think and be more critical of the world I live in.
I want to be more creative. I want to be expressive.
I think all this will come at the cost of my personality being limited in expression but you’ll see other sides of me. I think it’ll be exciting. I’m smiling just thinking about it.
I was thinking of the kind of person I am to those of you who I’ve started to talk to through tumblr. I’ve made relationships that have changed my life. I’ve made relationships and friendships with some really interesting and fascinating people through tumblr and I’m so grateful for that. I don’t know how that’s going to change when I go home. I’m already finding it difficult to reply to people’s ask messages and emails. I feel like I’m a terrible friend but it all takes too much time. I have a feeling that part of me might be curtailed. I hope I’m still able to make time but I don’t know how it’ll be.
Regardless of how I want this blog to change and how it will change, I know that tumblr is a part of me. My blog is a part of me. Every post reflects my thoughts, my hopes, my feelings in one way or another. As long as I stay true to that spirit I feel like I’ll still enjoy writing here. I still feel like I’ll have something that you guys will enjoy reading.
I’m coming up to a pretty big milestone of followers for me. I never thought I’d reach it but you guys still keep following me and I’m so grateful for each and everyone of you - even if I don’t follow you back. I’m not going anywhere but I think I will be changing a little bit - hopefully for the better.
Anyone who buys these shoes for me will have my ETERNAL love and respect.
(they’re unisex :P and even if they weren’t I’d still wear them)
I’m going through my camera and looking at all the photos I took in Dubai. I’m going to select a whole bunch of them and start putting them on the blog over the next few days and weeks. I think some of them are really cool and, hopefully, you guys will like them as much as I do.
It’s amazing how a simple piece of technology lets you snap a moment in time. That moment then links to the memories you have of that moment and forms a whole that takes years to forget.
A simple collection of pixels on a screen or colours on some paper can transport you through years and across continents. It can transport you to a long forgotten birthday party or a first day of school. It can help you recall that day you spent with someone special or the time you saw that freak snowstorm in September.
I think I’m going to be taking photographs for years to come. I’ll share more than a few with you guys along the way.
Art work in a gallery window - Brussels
Comment on the EU’s shady relations with Libya.
Blood for oil.
Statues on the façade of a cathedral - Brussels
The work on these statues is artistic. Such intricate detail. You could stare for hours.
Happiness is totally subjective. It’s pretty simple. You like what you like and it shapes who you are as a person just as much as who you are as a person shapes what it is you like. The things that make me happy are this way because of who I was when I was exposed to them as well as the way in which I was exposed to them. Sure, other people like some of the things I like but I don’t think there’s a single other person out there who is exactly the same as me in what makes them happy.
The way we perceive the world, our surroundings, and ourselves is totally reliant on our perceptions. It’s totally subjective. The path our life has taken shapes, moulds, and influences everything we see and do. In that way, what we see one day will not be seen in the same way when we see it again months later. We can perceive insanity and creativity in so many different ways. I’m going to look at this question the lens of popular culture media.
Thinking about and writing about science are two of my favourite things in the world. When I think about science I can’t help but think of infinity, endless possibilities, and the way our lives are shaped by it in everything we do and see. There’s a beauty to science that also exists in art and the more you think of that beauty the easier it is to realise that the overlap between them is exquisite.

