Saturday, January 28, 2012

A Blog Among Other Blogs

As of this moment, this is nothing but typing into the void that is the world wide web or what Cadillac Black calls the "Air Web."

The act of actually having a blog is weird, terrifying, and exciting to me.  It is weird because it may be a confounded mess, which no one ever reads, which then makes my blog superfluous with only selfish purposes of collecting and codifying the crap in my head.  It is terrifying because of what I might write and how others (if anyone every reads it) might take it.  Of course, I could always go with the old standby proverb of "I don't care what other people think.  I'm just trying to express myself!" or some variation of that saying.  However, that is selfish and self-seeking with no concern for my fellow humans.  It's exciting because of what I might write and how others might take it (deja vu?).

It might be good to have a mission statement or purpose, someone might say to me, so my blog has a direction.  Logically, I cannot disagree.  The intent I assume of naming the blog as it is, Faither. Poet. Thinker., is to give the blog its broad mission and purpose.  Even in naming, I surfed around looking for guidelines on how to name a blog.  The only help I received from these "guidelines" and others was to keep it simple.  Following the KISS principle is harder than it seems.

The title of this blog has, what a friend of mine called, a "strange word," in it.
That, of course, is "Faither."  If one searches the word Faither on the internet it comes up as a Scottish dialectal variant of the word Father.  This is not my meaning.  I propose I have invented a new word! Perhaps not.  I'm sure someone has come up with this before, but my meaning has to do with my Christian faith and belief.  So many Christians I know talk of faith in idealistic and abstract terms.  Almost always it is something one has.  Although I do not disagree that faith is something I have, but it also something I try do in practice everyday as James 2:14-18 clearly defines.  So it is I call myself a Faither:
Definition -- Faither: Doer of faith.  Or more poignantly, a sinner, saved by faith through the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, to live a life bearing the fruit of that salvation in the good works of faith.

The other two words are self-explanatory to a point.  My poetry, which includes songwriting, bares the heart and soul within me.  Not that other writings on here will not do that same thing but my poetry does it best most days.  My brain runs 1,000,000 miles per second most days before the coffee wears off, and some of those days I have what I consider "interesting" ideas, which I hope to render here.  These ideas span the physical, the metaphysical, the wacky, the darker sides, and the incomprehensible.

In any way, I hope to talk about real and practical things, in the hopes that it leads to action, a different direction or a new perspective, for me or for those who might read it.

Good day void... :-)

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