I had a lot of fun messing around with my camera during the fireworks :). Obviously.....
Sunday, July 5, 2009
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Photography is my passion. No. It’s more than that. It partly defines who i am. There’s something about that moment, that one moment where i see IT. I see what it is that’s special right then and there. It’s in an expression. It’s the way the wind blows. It’s just there. Something inside me tells me when to press my finger and capture what makes up that moment in time. It’s almost magical. It’s exciting and spectacular and sometimes breath-taking. Let me take your photo :)
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Purpose.
Very rarely am I inspired to write anything. When I am inspired, I get bored of my ideas and let them sit. and sit. and sit. I let them sit so long that I forget that they are there and I forget the purpose for which they were thought up. I'm going to try and complete this thought.
Today I began thinking about life. Why are we here? Are we here to pro-create? are we here to bring humor to God with how many times we screw up? Are we here to become doctors or lawyers or teachers or firefighters? Are we here to lie and cheat our way up the corporate ladder? Are we here to make money so we can buy beautiful things that sit on our shelves? What is our purpose? What self-help book can I buy to help me find fulfillment in my life? Is there even one? If there is, I'd like to see that...
So many people waste their lives searching for the unattainable and then they die. And those who manage to attain such delicacies will die (yes everyone dies), and then what?
Here's a thought...
What if we aren't defined by our careers or what car we drive. What if we let God define us and we spread his love to those who need it most. Heck, let's spread it to everyone. isn't that what truly matters? So instead of sitting here with my headphones on in this Starbucks, maybe i'll try talking to helmet guy over there. Or math guy sitting at that table. Or the old couple sitting in the corner sipping from the same coffee cup. What if i listened to their stories and ideas and hopes and dreams? Maybe all they need is a smile. Let's change the world one smile at a time, eh? Doesn't that sound lovely?
Love and Love and Love and Lovvvvvvvvvve :)
Today I began thinking about life. Why are we here? Are we here to pro-create? are we here to bring humor to God with how many times we screw up? Are we here to become doctors or lawyers or teachers or firefighters? Are we here to lie and cheat our way up the corporate ladder? Are we here to make money so we can buy beautiful things that sit on our shelves? What is our purpose? What self-help book can I buy to help me find fulfillment in my life? Is there even one? If there is, I'd like to see that...
So many people waste their lives searching for the unattainable and then they die. And those who manage to attain such delicacies will die (yes everyone dies), and then what?
Here's a thought...
What if we aren't defined by our careers or what car we drive. What if we let God define us and we spread his love to those who need it most. Heck, let's spread it to everyone. isn't that what truly matters? So instead of sitting here with my headphones on in this Starbucks, maybe i'll try talking to helmet guy over there. Or math guy sitting at that table. Or the old couple sitting in the corner sipping from the same coffee cup. What if i listened to their stories and ideas and hopes and dreams? Maybe all they need is a smile. Let's change the world one smile at a time, eh? Doesn't that sound lovely?
Love and Love and Love and Lovvvvvvvvvve :)
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