Old blog posts

Strange reading old blog posts. Is this what it's like to have amnesia -- feeling like a stranger to your own thoughts, but slowly remembering how you came to be?  2012.May.31 KST


I wrote that earlier today as my Facebook status.


And it got me thinking. How I would love to talk to my other selves. Gather up "me" in different times in my life. Have the past, present, and future "me." There may be more than one past and future "me," but regardless.. I would like to speak to them me.


I'm one of those people who like to be right at the end of it all.
Some people know this while the other innocents don't.
So if I had an argument with myself... who'd win? What would be the prevailing principle at the end of the day that I would stand for? Who would I be at the end of it all?


We change. It's a matter of nature. We should change. The experiences we've gathered from this mistake and that help shape us into who we are. At the same time, I want to know I'm still a good person regardless of what I went through. I have the inkling feeling that while I am changing for the better in some aspects, not so much in other categories.


If I'm found wrong, I try to understand why I'm wrong and am willing to adopt a new idea as true. At the same time, I hope I'm not constantly allowing myself to be pulled into whatever mischief this world has to offer.






At the end of the day.. at the end of it all.. am I still a good person?






* {At the end of it all, I thank God for all that He has given and provided for me.}