Chronicles of iridescence, Chapter 50: Elijah Break

Intending to take a break from blogging. Reasons?

1) Mostly negative things, even though the posts pick up a positive note at the end, saying them out means a few things - That I'm ultimately being negative, that I'm being whiny, complaining, not worthy of being a man because I have these things going on and I can't solve them quickly. While Man looks at the outward appearance, thankfully God looks at the heart. When I'm hurt, He knows. When I'm going to be fine, He knows it too. Maybe I won't feel so alone eventually.

2) No one really looks at this blog or cares about the content. I suppose the first issue is with my writing style. Arrogant as it sounds, not many understand what I'm writing (Does that mean I've reached a higher state of consciousness? That would be SO interesting...). Besides, writing about the mundane, daily life is really boring, so damn if I do, damn if I don't.

The second, is that hardly anyone knows what's going on, or maybe think it too....dangerous to share? Maybe some of you are scared I'll eat you up or something. Don't know what to make of that, sadly. Or maybe I'm just being too unrealistic, that despite being in families, the culture is such that we don't pry. I tried to ask nicely and show some concern on a few occasions, but apparently that could constitute as prying. 

3) Time better spent elsewhere. Haven't been having much of a muse these days, so not many stories, even though I'm currently working on a short one. Don't get comments for those either, and the ones I got....Could have been more...detailed? Details shows that one is interested. (Sorry if your heart is interested, but displays of it tells Man such as me that you really are).

Lack of comments, lack of concern shown...Little, little things like this add up, and it's these little things that ultimately put people down. Before anyone comes a-swinging with the rod again, let me remind you that I'm also a human. Do you hit a person who has stumbled, or do you give him a hand or a staff to lean on?

4) Details. Certain things are getting a little too....revealing. It's a matter of time before those who actually cared enough to read the blog know what and who I'm talking about. I don't really care about misunderstandings, because even if I tried, nothing happens. You want to misunderstand? Misunderstand away. Keep it from yourself, run away from the problems instead of facing up to it. Be my guest. Eventually it will hurt for both parties, but both have to make a decision. You know me (actually, most of you don't, but for grammar's sake...). I'm willing to make that decision over and over again. Are you?


Maybe I'll still blog a bit, but the Chronicles shall end here for now. I'm too tired to continue it like this. Whatever that will crop up will probably be poems, stories and maybe grainy photos from my phone camera.

For now, I'll be taking that break like Elijah had, when he was being pursued by a king for helping them bring rain over the drought-hit nation. I'm no miracle worker yet, sadly, but the rest is much needed.

As the Exel of this blog, I bid you goodbye. Maybe when I feel that hope is back up, we'll meet again....