Poop, eh?

Well I went to London a week ago and five days later the terrorists attacked. I wonder if the feds would come after me if I made a joke about how I might have been involved? Best to play it safe, I suppose.

Luke, you're grounded for having Incompletes? Or is it totally unrelated? In Germany there's no such thing as an Incomplete. There are rarely even due dates for that matter. Whenever a class has a final paper, you can do it any time. During the semester, after the semester, or YEARS later. Once you do it you get credit. Simple and easy. A procrastinator's dream.

As for my e-mail address it's kemstone@gmail.com. Look forward to reading your comments.

As for the party, the 29th would be perfect. I'll be home on the 26th but without money or a driver's license or whatever the fuck else I need. I should be ready to make my triumphant return to Ewing on the 29th though. And what's the significance of this pink and blue thing?

I've got a hot date with a hot german bitch on Tuesday. If that doesn't surprise any of you, it should.

Purpose

I've been away from the Blog for too long. There's been intelligent conversation and I've been missing out on it. Oh well.

You want to know the purpose of my life? Well, I'm afraid I don't know that, and I don't think I'll ever know, nor do I believe anyone can really ever know for sure. It's something you choose for yourself, but you can change it at any moment. I used to think my purpose was to discover the Nature of Existence and then kill myself. Well, once I discovered that and tried to kill myself, I found that I was still alive, more purposeless than ever. I soon discovered that I hadn't even found the true Nature of Existence, and I'd only just developed a likely possibility. The true Nature can never be known by any living being.

Then I thought, as Trainspotter has noted, that my purpose was just to be miserable and suffer through a life of loneliness, despair, and isolation until dying alone and unhappy. But that wasn't really compatible with my philosophy on life, which is quite strong in the belief that YOU choose your own destiny and if you're suffering it's probably because you've chosen to suffer. So that COULD be the purpose of my life, but if I have any say in it, I'd rather it not be.

Now I've got another possible purpose for my life. To become the biggest Pink Floyd fan who ever lived and see them perform for the first time in 20 years at Live 8. That would be the experience of a lifetime, and I knew it. So I went to London without a ticket, lost all my money, got my folks to wire me some extra cash and then miraculously found a scalper selling tickets at an affordable price. So I DID get in and I stood nearly front row for most of Live 8 and got as close as I could get with the type of ticket I had for Pink Floyd and had the experience of a lifetime. So if tht was my purpose, it has been fulfilled.

Fulfilled because I was DETERMINED to have that experience, and with just a little bit of luck to help me along, I was able to have it. What does that say about everything else in life? What if I chose a different purpose? To meet a wonderful woman and share my life with her? Well, if I could make myself as determined to do that as I was to see Pink Floyd, what's to stop me from fulfilling that purpose? Then picking a new purpose and going for it?

The point is, don't get wrapped up in One Purpose for life. Choose your goals wisely and pursue them confidently. But in the end, it DOES all boil down to experience. And I'm not just talking WILD experiences. Everything in your life from the most intense to the most mundane make up the sum total of all your Experience and that's all your life is. Outside forces play are a very large factor in determining your life's experience, but you're not a passive bystander. Take what you get and work with it and make your life something you can say is worth living.

Now that I'm finished preaching to the choir, I'll shut up.