Writing on the Wall

Every once and a while I get bored and let the dice roll by clicking next blog. I am always amazed by three things.....

1.) How many religious blogs there are out there.

2.) How many blogs there are from different Countries. (If I had one secret wish it would be that I could speak every language with a perfect accent...some of them look cool and I have often left comments even though I can't understand what they say)

3.) The world is full of a lot of boring people who are full of shit. (This is probably the category I fall into on here to some)

That being said after clicking and reading one blog after another for a few hours I am always amazed at the tapestry of the human being that emerges as you step back and look at the collection, the diversity, the brutally honest writing, being emotionally naked in front of the world, hiding behind masks of our choice, the communities that arise, the friendships people make, it is digital graffiti that says I was here, I had something to say, I contributed even if no one listened.

This is for the people who are there to hear my tree fall in the forest.....

Thanks for reading my post secrets and not judging I love you