Hooookay. So the last post sucked, kinda. At least in my opinion. Lucky I haven't spread this site to all my friends then, eh? so this is kinda just a post to move the last post away from the front page of my blog. if you haven't read the previous post, Do Not go back and read it, because it sucks. kinda. =p In other news, if all my posts turn out to be either as inane as this one or as weird as the previous one, I think I'll never reveal this - and just keep it as an anonymous blog, as an outlet for my feelings. Which would mean I don't really want anyone to read this. Which kiiinda defeats the point on publishing it on the 'net.

Well. you know what they said about the two wells - Well well^^

Inspiration has struck me, in the form of a question. What is it to love somebody?
I think that a lot of my friends my age would use the meaning of love commonly used between two people. When two people love each other, they know each other in a very special way, and they know each others faults and talents, and they still love each other deeply. This kind of love is the kind of love that we (should) find in marriages. A strong bond between two people, reserved for those two only. You may like many people, but you only love one. So we should be careful when we use the word love, because it is very significant.

Yes, of course we sholud be careful when using the word love. Especially about other people (I'm not talking about loving ice cream og pets or anything like that here. What I am thinking about here is love between human beings.) But I think we should be careful not only because it is so significant, but also because it can mean so much, even when we look away from loves not between humans. For example, God has told us to love each other. He has told you and I are to love everybody on earth. He can't have meant that we are all to marry each other. There are several people that I would like to say I love, even though I have no marital intentions at all. Can I not still love them?

What does this mean? Perhaps there are (at least) two types of loves between humans. A romantc love, and a non-romantic love. The romantic love reserved for one onle, the other love one that can be freely given to everybody around you. Perhaps I can still love my neighbour, though I am married to my husband.

The strange part about this is that as I write the conclusion, this all seems painfully obvious to me. But while I thought about it beforehand, and while I drafted this, it seemed impossible to quite understand. Now that I'm finished writing though, it's as if I've bee writing a dissertation on why atom bombs are bad. D'oh.
Perhaps getting it down on (virtual) paper cleared up the mess in my head. Perhaps not, I don't know. But at least if I post this now I won't forget it...

Hello, World!

Now that I've gone and gotten myself a blog, I might as well write something here. Getting a blog and not writing anything would be even more pointless than just getting a blog, even a blog I don't plan to have people read.

Because I don't really have a goal with this blog. I guess it's just my creative side nagging at me for not doing anything fun lately... I'm not writing this with a specific audience in my mind, yet I still want to publish it on the net(for some or other reason) So I guess I'll just write whatever pops into my mind here for a while, and see if it's any fun!