Thinking Cap

I've noticed that it seems like people have lost the ability to sit still and think. With technology now a days there is an endless supply of entertainment. You can go on YouTube and watch how a brain turns into mush by watching YouTube. So many people feel the need to constantly be entertained that they have lost the ability to "wonder why" to ask "how does that work," or to simply just think about their own life.

I have heard colleagues and peers discuss that the "deep thinker" has all but died out. Do you want to know how Sir Isaac Newton discovered gravity? He thought about it! He saw an apple fall and asked "why?" He didn't see it fall and then just ignore it just to resume playing angry birds, he took a step back and thought about it.

So with a tip of the hat I leave you with this, put it down, turn it off, and think. 

Crossroads

Their aren't many benefits to being a hat but one is that I have plenty of time for deeper thinking. I also get to read over the shoulder of Ryan and see what he writes when he has something on his mind, and resonantly I read this:

 

 

I am now older in age…and that once awe inspiring hope has slowly become dull. Why is it that with age comes wisdom, but with wisdom comes the punishment of constant thought? The thought that tares apart your dreams with cold hopeless logic. Logic that deems them ill timed and childish, unworthy of pursuit. I use to believe I had greatness in me…but after years of having the heavy hands of life push down on me I feel as though I have faded into the grey ranks of normality. My life now seems to be pinned between the hands of Atlas and the base of the world. I now sit her reminiscing of the days when life was innocent; the days where first breathes smelled sweet. Now I breathe and it is if I breathe led. My heart sags with the ever adding weight. My dreams are becoming crushed by the nightmare of truth. I can no longer afford to dream for that is a luxury reserved only for those who are not confined by the constructs of their own personal reality. My muscles grow weary with the every adding weight of responsibility, and I have come to a crossing in my life. I can forever close my eyes and gently slip into a life of bliss making me ignorant to the surrounding world. Or I can take the worn path, the path that has been chosen so very many times before me. But this path requires a toll. This path requires my dreams. If this is the chosen path then I must give my ability to ask "what if?"  Here at this crossing is where I stand... unable to pick.

Blog Speaker Assignment

Dr. Hochenauer visited my Blogging for journalist class today and spoke about some key subjects that are critical to bloggers.

First a little history of Dr. Hochenauer, a former journalist he's currently a professor at the University of Central Oklahoma and teaches numerous literature classes along with blogging classes. But he is most recognised for his personal blog Okie Funk. Okie Funk is a liberal political blog that Dr. Hochenauer created after he saw the need for a left wing blog in Oklahoma.

He gave some good advice about blogs. He discussed how you have to know what your writing and you have to want to write it. For him it was politics from the point of view of a liberal because he felt that the democratic voice was not being heard here in Oklahoma. He also said how hard it is not to get in personal fights with people who comment on your blog, you have to take the higher road and realize that's not why you have a blog. What id boils down to is this; always strive to be unique and have good writing, never get in personal arguments with critics, and most importantly never forget why your writing.