The journeys of Christos

Beauty and the art of the aesthetic is a natural occurrence.

2004-10-09T16:49:00.000-07:00

Take a simple flower and see its beauty, did that evolve for you to appreciate it? How could it have? If it had it would have died out long ago. There would be no beauty in this world because if it were simply an aesthetic device only for the appreciation of organisms that have no impact upon it the flower would not be capable of reproducing. These devices were evolved by the flower to attract an insect to pollinate it. This means that an insect can see the colours and forms of a beautiful flower.

Don’t make the mistake that humans are the only ones capable of seeing the beauty of this world.

Home

2004-09-21T16:42:00.000-07:00

Is home truly where the heart is?

I recently returned to England from New Orleans. I discovered something five minutes after settling down from the long flight, it didn't seem I had left. I felt no great rush of being home and back where I belong, quite the opposite actually. Home is not where you were born or even where you currently are. Home is where you feel you can finally be yourself, I felt that in New Orleans. I will be going back as soon as possible, I have to.

I found somewhere that felt the closest to being an actual home for me, and I'm not there.

I will be one day though.

Miracles

2004-08-02T19:20:00.000-07:00

I saw a miracle today.

I woke up this morning and went outside to go to work and there was a giant ball of fire just hanging there in the sky, does anyone have any idea of how much a miracle that is?

If our gravity and orbit was off by even one percent of one percent, this planet would have either spun off into the blackness of space or been sucked into a fiery oblivion.

I saw another one too. Everywhere I went there was these strange bipedal creatures just wandering around, it almost looked like they had a purpose and intelligent behaviour.

The chances of an intelligent species evolving is so minute as to be incalculable, however it is lower than the odds of even life of any form appearing.

And those were just the big miracles.

Every day we have several miracles happen to each and every one of us and we didn't even notice.

A person smiles at someone and increases their well being, that's a miracle.

A child laughs in joy, that's a miracle.

A sweet crisp apple for a mid day snack, that's a miracle.

Everything you see and hear and feel is a miracle somewhere along the way.

"In order to be a realist you must believe in miracles."
-Henry Christopher Bailey

Love

2004-07-15T17:19:00.000-07:00

The notion of love was actually something alien to me for such a long time that I had trouble recognising it and telling the difference between it and lesser emotions.

I do love now, I love many people in many ways.

I love my girlfriend with all my heart. She is someone I can rely on and know that she loves me too. Simply knowing her has made me a better person. Everything good about me is because of her. I would give my all just to make her happy.

I love my friends, They have been there through joy and sorrow, wisdom and folly. They pick me up when im down and keep me grounded when I'm high.

I love, perhaps not perfectly but love is a perfect emotion so it balances out.

Perfect love from an imperfect being.

Perception

2004-07-06T15:41:00.000-07:00

When I think about myself and how I'm seen by people I always wonder what it is they see.

Do they see me as an intelligent person or not?

I've been told by several people on different occasions that I look quite threatening at times, and while it is true I do cultivate that look a bit it's not really me.

I quite often think disparaging thoughts about people (It comes from where I work, people are incapable of reading signs it seems) but I started thinking that maybe they see me in a similar light, perhaps I'm just not smart enough to understand their astounding mental prowess but I prefer to think they're just stupid.

I've recently had someone perceive me to be someone so terrible as to be unable to remain friends with me, that hurt, a lot.

Hypocrisy hurts.

A change of direction.

2004-06-29T19:58:00.000-07:00

Good day to you my friends.

I had originally intended this blog to be a kind of literal out flow of my meagre attempts at writing fiction, however a few things have caused me to decide to use this blog as a way of discovering myself and seeing if the person I am is someone I could get to like again.

For a long time in my life I believed myself to be something "other" something not quite human, someone who didn't fit in to "the norm". I know now that its all true, I don't fit into "the norm" but I'm happy with that because I've learnt one thing that is the most important thing to remember about "the norm" and that is that no-one fits into it.

We are all astoundingly different, each of is uniquely suited to being ourselves.

I hope that one day I'll discover the real me under all of my pseudo-intellectual posturing and maybe one day I'll discover that he's a thoroughly nice chap.

So here's to discovery.

Thanks for listening my friends.

Greetings

2004-06-24T19:37:00.000-07:00

Good day to you my friends, I trust the evening has treated you well.

This I hope, will be a record of my existence. Perhaps to entertain and also to serve as a warning for those who delve too deeply into the dark corners of the mind.