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“Everything comes from the soil that already exists?”

No matter where you look nothing is new. To be new you have to come from nothing, and everything has come from it?s past and the worlds history. No thought is original and no idea unique. The harder you try to discover something the more you fall into the rut of repetitive and previous thought.

In a world so concerned with maintaining the concepts that are construed within one?s head, we forget to realize that no idea is truly our own. That in a subconscious portion of our brain, our experiences and intellect are melded to infer a concept that we understand to be of our own creation. While we ignore the true source of this idea, those for mentioned experiences.

What experiences contribute to this process of self-epiphany? Everything that we go through on a day-to-day basis will impact and further our ability to infer. From sitting in on a class, reading books, holding in depth conversations, feeling hurt/love/pain/joy, to physical activities like running, eating, and even sleeping. All are building up our subconscious arsenal from which our thought process is based upon and will constantly draw from.

With nothing in life truly being original we are left with a void. The excitement of having a truly unique thought and idea, which is inspiring to say the least, is now vanquished. However the ability to infer previous concepts to a point of audibility, grasping your creative nature into a current problem or situation is rewarding in and of it?s own nature.

Even this piece is not of original thought, inspired by a teacher today who said the introduction. Now the main dilemma arises as to weather or not I inform you as to who has inspired me. While those experiences have allowed me access to this point and this information, without my inference none of this would matter anyway. The way that I infer information is also a learnt behavior based on other and similar experiences that I draw my inferences from.

That everything, from how you were brought up, the books you?ve read, the clothes you wear, and the people you talk to, effect the most basic and simple mind processes. Allowing each and everyone of us the key to becoming who it is we wish to be, simply by molding the experiences that we endure and enjoy (or suffer through). In the end, everything is up to you, based on your knowledge and willingness to experience ?new? things to broaden your inference library.

Take care and God bless,
~paul

So the event is past, I?m glad it?s over and not sure if I?m doing another. I know I would say that with more confidence but last year I said the exact same thing. As of right now, just trying to get all the follow up work done and out the door as well as catching up on the school work that is due next week (yes I really have a fourteen foot drawing to make and two wood blocks to cut out). Aside from work there have been two things on my mind today.

Friends and those people whom I can truly trust and in return trust me. When I got my mail today I got the coolest thing I?ve ever gotten in the mail. A friend of mine from Illinois sent me a letter. Totally out of the blue, she said it was for ?Appreciate your friends day,? some holiday she made up. I have kind of forgotten how good it feels to be thanked for the kind of person you are, for doing something as simple as listening to what she has going on. Thank you soooo much sarah! You made my day.

There was one thing that through me slightly at the end of the letter she wrote thanks for being constant. I looked it up and I guess one definition makes sense, as it means always present or available, but the standard connotation means staying the same, being faithful and the such. It?s just hard for me to be told that because I know that I don?t always feel it constantly inside. I love people and want, more then anything, for them to understand who they are and to be overjoyed with that. But spiritually I have ups and downs, sometimes over days, or even hours. Times where I feel like the worst roll model out there.

Ah the other thing on my mind today, the event is done and again we didn?t have any injuries during the event? That is only during the event. I feel horrible because two guys got hit in their car on Friday night, Dan and Erik. I?ve been trying to stay in the loop with what?s up, although I do realize that it?s really none of my business, I just want them to get better. It?s funny because I never thought I would care this much about something happening this weekend at my event with two total strangers.

Also for the first time I spent time during the event talking to people, I guess it?s just me trying to figure out where my place really is in the scene and industry around here. My priorities have shifted on me and I?ve caught myself becoming more cynical, although that word seems a tad harsh for my true sentiments, towards the skiing scene. Seeing people in it for self-advancement and the selfless attitudes that once existed are now waning away. Maybe it?s a harsh realization that the world is now how I truly wish it to be, and realizing that my reason for being involved is not one I feel comfortable with. I?ve been told people see my faith in the work I do, that the athletes really respect me, but I still feel like I should be doing more.

People are beautiful, I think I?m going to do a larger project on that at some point, all to often people completely miss the awe that is in their presence. I know I wrote an entry about this but I don?t think I was truly able to capture what I wanted too. Hopefully I?ll have some time coming up to work on it, I really want to do an out of school project. Also had the idea tonight to focus on your last moment, how you would spend it. So two ideas floating around. We?ll see and I?ve written to much.

avec l’amour et la b?n?diction de Dieu,
~paul

Well I got up here alright, everything is going really well. I only forgot three things that I know of so far, the trophies (which have been made and paid for already, just forgot to pick them up?), extension cords, and the digital camera battery charger. So I really can?t complain. I have everything else that I need. Currently I?m downloading the patch so that I can use the printer from my laptop, although I was pretty sure I had already installed it when I was at school, I guess I didn?t.

I?m really not looking forward to tomorrow morning. The directions I got from the station sounded confusing enough and there is some road closed and I need to get up at around 5:00 so that I can get there in time. I will probably come back and fall asleep again afterwards. I mean I don?t even know if I should shower tonight or tomorrow, will they be fine with my hair wet? Because it can tell you right now that it will be.

Tonight I figured out how to get internet in the room, which is key because now I can update the website with results the night after each event and include photos and it?ll be super rad. I?m pretty excited about that.

To sum up the last two days, amazing and way to short. I know I?m just sitting around right now writing a stupid journal entry but I cress-crossed my way around Duluth today and I know that tomorrow will only be worse. The jones brought up one of chris? friends, Andy Giebe and he is really a cool guy, spent the afternoon driving around with him and just talking. It?s cool that he?s finally over his, you?re paul, phase. I can?t stand it when people treat me like anything else then that, a person. I feel such pity for people with true fame, it is a lifestyle I?m not sure I could handle.

I?m starting to get more comfortable talking about God with some of the guys up here already, which is a really good thing. Looking forward to meeting april tomorrow, meet suomi today and he seems alright. Well I?m off to run around some more and be all crazy like.

Take care and God bless,
~paul

Well I?m sitting here in my Honors English Seminar realizing that in only nine hours I will be leaving Stout for home. Every year it gets even easier to hold this event and it?s interesting how that has coincided with the growing of my faith. If it weren?t for the presence of God in my life I would not be able to achieve the level of comfort or achievement.

Everything is more or less in place right now; I have a little bit of work to do while I?m in Duluth but nothing to drastic. Printing up media/staff/vip passes and that?s about it. I?d really appreciate any prayers you could send my way for things to go well this upcoming weekend.

If anything comes up and you need me just give my phone a ring. It will always be on like it always is.

Well time to get back to English and some more crazy class time.

Take care and God bless,
~paul

First Moment
Blessed is today with the air so clear as I step on board and we head down our normal route. As we stop I notice my co-worker get on the bus and she sits down next to me. I know it?s silly but I feel almost as though she?s the daughter I never had. Don?t get me wrong, I love my two boys at home, but I?ve always wanted a girl in the house. I know my wife would agree with me on that too. She?s one of the newest employees and we?re all trying to make her feel like a part of the family at work. We are talking about our week so far, I feel guilty that it?s Thursday and I?m only now talking with her, as we both stop to mention the playground up ahead where there always are fifteen kids playing this time of the day.

It?s turning out to be a great day and she tells me that she never expected or thought she could feel so at home somewhere after only a couple weeks as she has with our company. That really warmed my heart to hear how she enjoyed working there.

Second Moment
You hear yelling, quickly turning to look towards the back. Your eyes close to avoid the reality of what your heart knows to be true. You feel an instant shock run through you body as you turn back around and then nothing, lying limp the moment after the explosion from the back of your bus.

Third Moment
People who were in the bus have been thrown to the street in parts small enough to fit into tupperware and while others still stuck inside the bus like Mr. Tabory. He?s still in his seat, or what?s left of him. Now the only recognizable part of him is he right leg, which was shielded from the blast. He?s hunched over forward unrecognizable as a person. The medics are trying to assess if all his limbs are attached or if they will have to find some of him off the street.

The force of the blast tore the skin right off Mr. Taborys? back as well as shattered the bone structure causing him to drape over the railing in front of him like a rag doll while looking as if he were a blood soaked torn and tattered towel slowly dripping onto the twisted steel frame of the bus, a pool of bright red growing ever larger between his feet. The sounds of all the people around screaming in anguish and yelling orders mixed with sirens hurried foot steps is only drowned out by the sight he has become.

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The western media has refused to play this video. I watched it and was taken back by it just as much as I was watching the plot unfold on September 11th. It?s very graphic and I honestly don?t encourage you to watch it. Only if you feel like you need to, it?s 60 megs and the site isn?t always up. It?s put out there by the Israeli Government?s Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The name in this is made up, sorry for any association if there is one.

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God Bless,
~paul