Foreword

Greetings! I'm Molly. This is my first blog experience and I'm pretty dang excited about it. There are a variety of reasons why I've decided to embark on this pseudo-assignment.
I'd like to make it clear that I am not an aspiring photographer, and I don’t pretend to be. Some of my closest friends and family are exceptionally talented in that area, but I can’t say it has ever been a genuine passion of mine.
Onto business. Recently, many of my Facebook friends caught my attention with albums titled “30 day challenge”, in which they followed a list of topics via photos that defined them. All of this for a period of - you guessed it - 30 days. I wanted to pursue this in my own way by making my own ‘list’. (Side note, I have planning this for the past few weeks; likely driving my roommate crazy by scrawling ideas onto paper in the middle of the night.) Regardless, I am excited for my ideas to come to fruition, and truly hope it turns out the way I have been imagining it. I invite you to leave comments on anything I post. I have always been a firm believer that knowing what everyone else thinks, does, in fact, matter. It puts things into perspective and allows us to be well-rounded individuals, which is definitely a quality I would hope to be recognized as.
One primary hesitation I have about this project is ultimately how self-centered it is. Completely. It can be chalked up to self-expression, art, or anything else… but in the end, things like this are primarily concerned with “me” and “I”. I struggle with this in an age of social media. Since the time I had a Myspace at age 16, I began this practice (we began this practice) of showcasing ourselves and finding endless ways to portray how unique we were. With Facebook and Twitter, I find it to be a double-edged sword. I want everyone to see… and yet, I don’t want anyone to see. Sometimes, all I really want, all I really need, is an outlet to mass-communicate my rawest emotions on a medium where no one is guaranteed to see it.
So…yes; with this project, I admit to being yet another self-dissecting 20-something. But I was programmed this way, and I have discovered a lot of important things as a result. This is about being honest with myself, regardless of all outside influences. This isn’t for you or for them, this is for me. It’s a time capsule. How will I feel tomorrow? In a week? a month? A year? Only time will tell.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Day 17: Contrary to many others,

I do not fear Death.
I don't think I do, anyway.
         It is mysterious. It is uncertain. It is unpredictable. The outcome is unknown. From what I can infer, these are the reasons many fear Death and dying. Death is no party, and a loss of life is something that was made to hit us hard as human beings with a capacity to feel. We need to feel subtraction and difference in our lives in order to make room and have the capacity to feel whole. Without a hole, there would simply be a flat surface, unable and inept to carry the joys and happiness that we encounter.
          I would fear a tragic and painful death, of course. The way in which it would happen is always troubling and yet we think about the possibilities regardless of the fact that we have little control over that part of our fate. Being cautious is something that I often over-do. It sounds tacky, but half the time I feel like I am a living representation of Murphy's Law. If a bunch of friends and I were jumping across a chasm and they all got across, I would be the one to slip. 
         As macabre as this all sounds, and for as much that many find Death to be a serious topic that only suicidal people discuss, I find that talking about it makes it a lot easier to accept and comprehend. There are only two guarantees in life: you will be born, and you will die. The rest, and everything in-between, is entirely up to us and this is where the good news comes in: you have the choice and the ability to determine your life's outcomes. Some of us seek thrills that make our hearts beat out of our chests; that adrenaline rush of near-death experiences. Others find that the best way to live life is to enjoy the comforts and relish in them. I would say that I, and most people, find themselves somewhere in the middle. We may not have control of what happens to us in the End, but we do have control of the journey that precedes it, and that it what makes this beautiful life one worth living.   
Forget the inevitable, and enjoy the ride. 
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2 comments:

  1. BrianMarch 17, 2011 at 11:34 PM

    Death is probably one of the worst topics to talk about cause of the very fact that everyone experiences it, everyone has to take and deal with death in their very own way.

    Death can change people, make people realize they aren't immortal. Make people open their eyes and not cower in fear, or challenge people who ultimately lose out and are scared of the inevitable.

    Death in my mind is something you can't get used to, can't come to expect. If you look over your shoulder and expect death to be watching you while looking at his watch, you can't experience life the way its meant to be

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  2. +mollyMarch 18, 2011 at 8:28 AM

    whoa, Brian! stealing my thunder(;
    just kidding.
    I really like the way you worded all of that.

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