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My name is Sunny, and I wanted to let you know that I read your post. After doing so, I emailed BtB and urged them to give bloggers control over their own posts/their comments. Hopefully, things will change- you deserve to have control over your online presence.
All the best,
Sunny
Your blog entry was shocking, "D." In the years I have followed posts here, never do I remember, one blogger interacting with another blogger. Like a behind-the-scenes exposé, the curtain separating a blogger's public persona from his lived reality came down, and with horror, I read of the tortured existence of the man who demonstrated such great promise of reformation with the spark of hope that one day a person who repents and with human formation faces release back into society. I had never responded to a post by WG because belief systems are very good at separating themselves, one from another. This is not a jab at any belief system in particular but is my acknowledgment that first-hand, I understand belief systems do not readily cross-pollinate.
It was like being slapped again as I read TZN's response to your personal blog entry concerning the death of WG. It was practically tender; it was nearly kind, to you and to the reader. In an unexpected entry written with compassion and empathy, I read about WG from another point of view. This was not the blog comment I expected, no, not at all.
D, sometimes people get their schooling in humility by observing others. Humility is cultivated, grown by those willing to open their heart for a moment and say, "Hey world, perhaps my reality is changeable, perhaps I am not as smart as I count myself." I am saying this: you have never offended me, and if I have offended you, I'm sorry. I am not trying to be cryptic here, TZN made me open my eyes to the fact that how I see things are personal to me; it doesn't mean it is right or wrong; behind each entry of text are real people, living, breathing, and sometimes loving. We forget that D, you know? Peace to you.