Weekend rising.

Current mood: good

So begins the weekend with purpose yet unrelated to this commentary specifically. I have a plan, among many, which will bring me closer to completion in a few of my personal endeavors. The concept of planning is a fairly overlooked tool in my life on an unfortunately regular basis. I have started to see different aspects of my life which would greatly benefit from consistent utilization of said tools.

There is a difference between a plan and a goal. They are related to each other, each having there own separate place, but I often put plans behind the importance of goals. I know I have a inclination to revel in spontaneity, which I think can still coexist with planning, but without planning one gives a level of control to outside influences instead of retaining a more internal center of control. I know there is already so much of my control given to outside influences that I should learn to implement planning into a more regular form of my function. I know I would be a happier person if I did this. Does it seem strange that I do not consider myself to be much of a planner? Take some time to consider how little you actually control in your own life and a lot of aspects of non-control start to come to the surface.

As one might notice I have been listening to a new album a lot for the last two days. In it is a quality music I am very inspired by. It satisfies many areas of critique in my musical mind. I know it is not perfect. I know much of it is very affected by my current musical tastes. I know I will find more in it which I love, and I know I will find more in it which I do not like very much. It makes me want to play more music on the various instruments I am associated with. It makes me want to create something beautiful... a little visual, a little auditory, a little emotional. I am fixed on the rich, powerful influence of music in my life. It is a great part of my life, yet it is not a factor which defines the whole me. It is a model of my passions. I have many. Music is only one of them.

I know I am jumping topics but I have another thing on my mind...

Maybe the topics are somewhat related if you dig a little...

Or a lot...

Have you ever had an influence on anything which was noticeable publicly, distantly, vicariously, or through something which was otherwise unaffected by your influence? An example of what I am saying in my own life has been the various advertisement projects I have worked on as a graphic artist/designer. A product I helped to design was once given to me as a special gift by a very dear friend, whom did not have the knowledge of my involvement of the creation of that gift before giving it to me. Can you imagine the strange feeling that such an occurrence would instill in a person as it did me? Lately I have gotten a small dose of something akin to this. It is different, as the situation is quite different in general, but it is still a feeling I enjoy. I think it appeals to my need for validation as a creative individual in some way. I am not too sure how but something in that statement rings true to me. I am sure I will research that idea more later.

I enjoy my friends. I enjoy my work. I enjoy my opportunities. My bed is looking quite enjoyable right now, too, which I apologize for even mentioning this lame excuse for my departure here. I shall have to try writing here with more time and presence of mind next time.

Smiling people are ALWAYS more attractive... even the sinister villain types.