A trip inside my head

Each day is an opportunity.

At least, I think so.

By the way, this post kind of gives permission to the U2 lyric, "I want a trip inside your head," or something like that. I'm really just going to type some thoughts that have recently occurred to me and those that occur as I type. I doubt it will be a very good piece of writing, but it may be interesting to read.

I read something really cool yesterday. It was in reference to man as a race generally and the world in which we find ourselves,

"Can he hate it enough to change it, and yet love it enough to think it worth changing?"

This is from Orthodoxy by GK Chesterton, who really wrote books as I write posts, too often on any subject he felt appropriate or someone challenged him on.

I think that love and hate could be swapped round and it would still possess some good sense. I mean, the world really is a rubbish place. And I know I seem to incessantly go on about it, and it is all too general and the likes, but I don't think I'm wrong. And I think we should change it and love it, as the love blog states.

I think that Obama will have good intentions but in all likeliness will make no difference. If there is a God out there, it will be in his will anyway, he might not want the world a better place just yet, if at all. And if there is no God then what does it matter? We should kill everyone else in the world and steal their resources (are you sure George Bush believes in God?),

But the world at the same time is a stunningly wonderful place. Today at work a child asked me where rubber comes from. Here's the conversation:

Child: Where does rubber come from?

Me: Where do you think it comes from?

Child (after thoughtful pause): Ducks.

Me: Ducks?

Child: Yes.

Rubber ducks.


Did you know another word for conversation is confabulation?

Not a very helpful fact, admittedly, but one that may some day be worth knowing.


My Uncle says you should always tell people how wonderful they are, because sometimes they never get told. How right he is. I was at a course the other week and the guy leading it said for one of his assignments once he had to observe a child. He deliberately chose quite a quiet child and went to each of her lessons. Not one adult spoke to her for the entire day. Not one! How valued did she feel?

Tomorrow is an opportunity to change the world by making someone feel worthwhile. Why not take it?