Like Puzzle Pieces...

I realize that my blogs are often ambiguous. The subject is usually less centered on a particular event and more focused on an idea. Also, they are frequently convoluted and even esoteric, but that is because writing is an outlet of the mind, and my thoughts themselves are convoluted and esoteric.

I see English class as a class of thinking, not of writing. Sentences and words are simply a medium through which we conduct our thoughts. Consequently, I find it difficult to articulate my ideas not because of a lack of writing skills, but rather a lack of thinking clarity. There are so many ways to look at the world, and no two views, like puzzle pieces, perfectly align. I have created lenses influenced by books, people, and experience, and these lenses come together to form a contorted, spiraled, inverted, jagged point of view. As a result, I do my best to avoid firmly asserting any generalizations about life, knowing that I am likely to change my stance in the future.

As my perspective broadens, my lens twists and turns even more. I am searching for a way of living my life that makes sense to me, but maybe not having a rigid lens is the only thing that makes sense to me. On some level, I hope I never find the strength, wisdom, or ignorance to assert the true nature of life.

But then again, maybe this is all just some transient lens I am seeing through.