So here we are (BEDA 30)

So… here we are. It’s my last blog of BEDA. This is the first time, since I started blogging, that I have written on a consistent basis. Typically I write when the mood strikes. It was always inconsistent. Sometimes I would go for months without a single blog, and then blog back to back. This “BEDA” challenge was really me challenging myself. I wanted to see if I could actually blog consistently for a month straight. Turns out I can.

I think when I originally started blogging it was just to have a place to express how I was feeling at the moment. Then somehow I got this idea that blogs had to be full of well thought out and long posts. I thought I had to have some amazing point to get across. So I only blogged when I had an important thought to get out. That is why my posts had been so sporadic. BEDA has taught me that a blog can be a spur of the moment thought or feeling. Not every blog post needs to be “deep”. This is my online journal and I think I want to try and use it more.

Blogging everyday in April has actually been kind of a fun challenge. It sort of reignited my passion for writing. BEDA gave me a new perspective on blogging. I think I am going to try and blog more consistently now. I want to try and blog at least once a week. I am going to have my brother hold me to this. Guess we will see how this goes.


End times…

I’m awake at 3 something in the morning watching a show on prophecies about the apocalypse. Of course this show, and others like it, was made *before* December 21, 2012. As I watch these particular shows I notice each prophecy is so vague. Nostradamus, Hopi, Aztec, Inca, Maya, all of their prophecies simply state the end of the world is coming and here’s what to look for. The problem? Well everything they talk about could be interpreted as ANYTHING. “There will be a great shaking…” OH, OH WE HAVE BEEN HAVING EARTHQUAKES! It’s a sign! Maybe. Maybe not. The Earth has been having “great shakings” for probably millions of years. “There will be a war…” Yeah, there will. We are humans, we are (sadly) violent by nature and will go to war over anything. Should we really spend our lives waiting for the end of life? I don’t think so. When the time comes I HIGHLY doubt it will be when we are expecting it. Remember Y2K? What about 5/21/2011? 12/21/2012 came and went as well. I have survived the end of the world three times now. I wonder how many more world endings I’m going to make it through?