grumpyA small bio of... who?
January 3rd 2008 05:32
To be honest, I'm not sure what this post is really for. Whatever I tell you about myself is going to be either only a part of the story, or it is going to seem so weird you won't want to know anyway. So I guess the basics will have to do.
I was born in Melbourne in 1950 (yes, that makes me an old bastard - and a grumpy one at that, I might add). I grew up in the suburb of Box Hill, which in those days was a pretty good place to live. Actually, it still is, as long as you can afford to live there. I went to school at Box Hill South Primary School, spent the next four years at Burwood Technical School and then another four years at Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology. After that I began that process of discovery where we find everything we thought was going to be great about being an adult turns out to be just another of life's illusions and we start thinking that maybe the emotional and perceptive confusion of adolescence wasn't so bad after all.
In the years since, I have done a lot of things, been a lot of things and seen a lot of things. Too many things really. In many ways, I think the happiest people are those who live a fairly simple and limited life. But happiness isn't everything, and some of us are just not made to fit into the narrow boundaries set by the social and cultural norms of our upbringing. Some of us test the limits, ever seeking to see what's beyond the fences of our daily existence. Essentially my life has been a search - for meaning, for personal fulfillment and for some way of defining just what life is really about - if indeed it is about anything at all.
Such pondering and the behavior it engenders leads to much trouble for the soul, and takes you to places, both within and without, which are rarely comfortable. But that is the journey - and if it has brought me any awareness of worth at all, it is this: that only love is of any value, and that only giving unreservedly to others can bring contentment to a troubled soul.
I was born in Melbourne in 1950 (yes, that makes me an old bastard - and a grumpy one at that, I might add). I grew up in the suburb of Box Hill, which in those days was a pretty good place to live. Actually, it still is, as long as you can afford to live there. I went to school at Box Hill South Primary School, spent the next four years at Burwood Technical School and then another four years at Royal Melbourne Institute of Technology. After that I began that process of discovery where we find everything we thought was going to be great about being an adult turns out to be just another of life's illusions and we start thinking that maybe the emotional and perceptive confusion of adolescence wasn't so bad after all.
In the years since, I have done a lot of things, been a lot of things and seen a lot of things. Too many things really. In many ways, I think the happiest people are those who live a fairly simple and limited life. But happiness isn't everything, and some of us are just not made to fit into the narrow boundaries set by the social and cultural norms of our upbringing. Some of us test the limits, ever seeking to see what's beyond the fences of our daily existence. Essentially my life has been a search - for meaning, for personal fulfillment and for some way of defining just what life is really about - if indeed it is about anything at all.
Such pondering and the behavior it engenders leads to much trouble for the soul, and takes you to places, both within and without, which are rarely comfortable. But that is the journey - and if it has brought me any awareness of worth at all, it is this: that only love is of any value, and that only giving unreservedly to others can bring contentment to a troubled soul.
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My synopsis so far: Try to always live in the moment. We could learn a lot from dogs in that area.