Chelsea in Wonderland

Well, this one was never down but I got my computer in my room back up and working, with internet and what not so I’m pretty pumped about that. :) But anyway, since I have that working in there my mom said she doesn’t want me on this, this family computer as much any more. It’s understandable, so I was just going through my files and things I have on here that I need to deal with whether it be deleting or transferring it to my other computer. I already dealt with my pictures and music on here so I was moving on to my documents, which I figured wouldn’t be of much interest because I never really save anything typed unless it’s a paper for school or something, which most of them were. But as I was deleting all these things I came upon something that I had written a while back, which I had totally forgotten about.

There could, will, and wont be an infinity of things to write here. There’s no real beginning or ending, I don’t think there ever meant to be, and with that in mind I’m just going to write things as they come and go. It’s almost a promise that all of this will be completely abstract in the most cliche sense that there is. Many times my words seem to get ahead of my thoughts and vice versa but there’s not really any controlling that. So here goes.

In all honesty, I have no idea what this is going to amount to. It’s impossible to determine where it will bring me. I have no limitations as to where I let my mind wander. What ever put us on this planet, what ever this life is, if it’s life at all, gave each and every individual a brain with the ability to think. I see no reason behind limiting your mind to only pondering what it is you’re taught. Being taught things are almost a way to forget what it is your taught. You are told one thing, and it is by human nature to wonder the other side of things.[ Though of course there will always be more than two sides to something. ] Nothing is learned unless you realize that there is always an alternative. In my opinion, it’s up to a person to choose what they want to believe in life, but they should never completely rule out other things. What IS truth? Is there anyone to really say? One can really only prove their own experience. I am not one to say that people should throw away all they’ve based their lives around and spend eternity searching for answers, because they will never be found. But think about it. What is knowledge. Something that you were told or taught, or something that you know. There is nothing true in truth, nothing solid. Truth differs with each individual.

I remember having this idea to try and just write down everything that came to my mind because sometimes it got over crowded in there. I figured you know when I was feeling confused about something I could refer back to that, or add to it, or whatever, it was just my random thoughts you know? It seems I was off to a good start. I must have just forgotten about it, because that was the only thing in there that was anything like that. It’s really interesting, the things you find when you take the time to look.