Well well, here we are. . .
The question is, where is that?
For me, that's starting a new quarter.
Monday Morning: Anatomy 261
Monday Afternoon: Tutoring Med
Monday Evening: Library work
Tuesday Morning: Homework
Tuesday Afternoon: EMT 198 Operations
Tuesday Evening: Conferencing
Wed M: ALS 240
Wed A-E: Library
So far that's the schedule.
But it's open to change, and probably will once I get a few more students and I know more when the Librarian wants time off.
I bought a scooter recently, and it's amazing how quickly you get used to relaxing.
I let Jacob borrow it Sat, and I had a meeting at the school, so I rode the bus up, and on the way back home on the bicycle - dang I was feeling my legs like I hadn't since I got the bike. And that was just the ride home, not to and from the school like I had been doing for a while there.
Oh yes, good news, Jacob got a steady job. He's working 30 hours a week, so now he'll be dependable with rent and things.
Let's see, some of the things that I've been impressed with lately is that in a sense it doesn't matter how important you become. . . how to put this in words? At the end of the days of your life, it doesn't matter just how much you've done.
Take Charlemagne for instance, here was a great ruler. He expanded the kingdom, advanced art and education to the poor . . . etc. Making advances that none other had ever seen.
Take Solomen, he had wealth and wisdom like never to be rivaled.
But what happened in the end? They died. Once they died their kids took over, and blew it out of the water.
So from the historical perspective, our goal should not be that of doing something well, or finishing something grand. Instead our goal should be divided in two, 1. To do your calling as best you can. 2. To find the one to take over and do it half the time, and to train the next.
With this in mind I've kept my eyes open for quite some time for "brothers in arms" that are like-minded, but in today's world true strength, respect, insight/foresight, moderation, and understanding seem to be lacking. . . even much more so the higher qualities, nobility, gentleness/meekness, and wisdom.
So much so that when people look at me and say "you're not normal" I almost want to laugh, but I must thank them deeply, because "normal" today are "baby's-daddy's", lazy, immoral, irresponsible, weaklings.
Now, I am not claiming to be a man among men, nor do I think that I have any of the traits I mentioned in anything close to that which was common place 50 years ago. . . nor do I think that "I am the last", but dang it all, the list of guys that I consider close friends are few and far between.
So I have turned to my younger siblings, but seeing that my nearest brother below me is 11 years my younger and more, I can't quite share with them equal comradory, but I look forward to becoming their instructor, and the day will come that they are no longer my baby brothers, but will become my soldiers that will continue at least some of my dreams of bringing up our generation and see the culture move forward.
As far as this xanga goes, no, I have not forgotten my promise to share a good lesson on chivalry which I promised a long time ago . . . but please bear with me and maybe someday I'll have something worthy to read.
Until further notice,
John
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