A beginning to something that's already started



It's been only five days since moving to the Kennesaw State University campus. Going in, I felt more than a little trepidation and disappointment. In my imagination I would have been going to a magnificent art school this semester, and it seemed that the image I have of who I want to be and what I want to do would be hindered by reality.

It's fortunate, then, that reality is entirely subjective.

It also helps that I have a few friends on campus. Another benefit is that out of the many people I have no interest in meeting, the few I need to meet always stand out. Perhaps now would be a good time to thank the powers that be that I have a good sense of direction (in multiple facets)...since my friends don't have a literal sense of direction and my nature lends to a lack of human interaction.

If there's one thing I've been made aware of, it's that:
 You can arrive at any given destination from any direction.

I find it funny how that is true in the most literal sense.

Despite my initial disappointment, my first day of classes was generally inspiring and exciting. Both the professors and the expected curriculum seem delightful. My history professor seems especially exuberant; I wasn't in his class for thirty minutes and I already feel he's someone I'd never forget.

If my life is a still, clear pool,
 everyone I have met, will meet, and know touches and agitates its surface at exactly the right moment.
From the colliding ripples and movement on the surface, many brilliant images can be seen,
but the pool retains its clarity and existence.
It is the same clear pool,
 and though every moment the surface changes,
every image in every moment is part of that same clear pool.

Another thought, walking about the campus:

As soon as you think, "I want to touch the Berlin Wall" or "I want to step on that grass" is when you notice the sign someone has put up that says "DO NOT-"...


...I believe those times are meant to do one of two things...stop you from doing something stupid...and stop you from doing something significant to your very existence and identity...it's your jurisdiction which one you think it will be.






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