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Re: [Deep] I am shredding my life ...
OK. It looks like your words have made me very introspective!
(You asked )
I took a very hard view of my life when I had become a recently born-again Christian back on Aug 21, 1997. In those early months I purged my world of many science fiction, and sword and sorcery type books that made up my library.
In hindsight, I think I took a rather extreme viewpoint, and perhaps regret parting with some very well narrated stories. The J.L. Chalker "Well of Souls" series eventually reveals that the ancient alien remnants found across the Universe were the very beings that made up the intelligent life in present time (which was eons past our time), but had been transmuted into various shapes, and cultures in the search of a more perfect existence. In a later sequel of the book you learn that the Universe must be repaired from a rip in time and space, and that this was the 5th time it had become necessary to do so. Thus the Big Bang rebooted the fabric after having scooped up the many souls to reseed the Universe again. I can now look back and admire creative writing that made this a product of entertainment.
I can better differentiate now between tales and dangerous paths of faith. I can enjoy the movies like Avatar, and Star Wars. I am no less convicted in my faith, but I don't need to protest a tale of fantasy while holding a conviction of one creator, and Earth being the unique place that life was created.
But those days I simplified and was more focused on learning my new-found faith.
said by sortofageek: In the guise of Lyrics for songs without melodies, I had tons of scribblings. Most were dark and unedifying. I tossed them and have no regrets. Much like some people's diaries, they explored the gritty underbelly of ones conscience and surely would benefit nobody.
I'm also making a point of shredding the less happy reminders without dwelling on them, think it's best to live in the present and make it the best possible.
I also have no regrets about dumping a couple decks of Tarot cards, or some suggestive T-Shirts I owned.
Other things were merely pack-rat collections of computer magazine about programming and hardware that might benefit a museum, yet who really cares about such an era that has been so eclipsed by current technology? Much less for the time one must invest to pack-up and transport to a new address. (And such a move is near in my future again with much less storage space for sentimentality, and the storing of the forgotten.)
So ... what was the question? Oh, yes, I have been there and done that.
Jim, VoIP 12/2002, VOIPo 2/2007