Monday, June 23, 2008

PostSecret

Hey, I know it's REALLY REALLY late where I am (2:20 AM), but I was just looking over a very, very good blog. In fact, it's not really a blog at all. I think you all should read it. It takes less than 5 minutes, and it's updated only once a week.


postsecret.blogspot.com


To explain it in a few words, it's a site (there's books too) where people mail hand-made (or hand-editted, whatever) postcards ANONYMOUSLY with a secret that they want to get off their chest to this person to post it, and that person puts it on this web. Some are funny, and some, I find, are quite inspirational. Some have corresponding stories, and others don't. If they have stories, I'll be sure to include them.


To show my support of this site, every week, I'm gonna try and comment on some of these (my comments'll be distinguished in some way from the other text) 'secrets'. :) Have fun reading them, and thanks for reading my blog! I guess I'll start today.

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(Sorry, tried to upload the image, but it didn't work. Just click the link, it works.)

"i tried to write down one of my secrets on a post-it-note and leave it in public for someone to find. i got this bout of inspiration after reading the latest
postsecret book. i left the bookstore and parked at a nearby grocery store to write down my secret.

while i was writing it, a cop pulled up to my car. i told him that i had my head down because i was writing, and he asked to see what i was writing, so i showed him.

he let me go."



I found this the most moving of the bunch. It sort of lets you know that even though we, as humans, judge other people relentlessly, that we still hold sympathy and encouragement as values, sometimes. That wasn't a very good comment, but I really can't find the words that of what I'm trying to express.


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(It ain't letting me do pics today, y'all, so just keep a' clicking)

Haha, this one's a little funny, and makes me a little more wary now of that teenage guy at the front desk of our hotel that so kindly gives us directions, lol.

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This one's pretty dark, but it does make you think. It strikes me particularly, because just earlier today (or yesterday, technically) I was reading the newspaper, and looked through the obituaries, particularly for young deaths. It's very sobering.

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This one doesn't give much of an explanation, but those of you who know my current love life situation, can understand why this particularly strikes me. I've experienced jealosy like this before (if it IS jealousy that the sender is speaking of).

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"When I was three, my mom would tell my brother and me that we could make the stoplight turn green if we blew the red one out like a birthday candle.

Once, my grandfather was in the car and we got to a red light, and my brother and I started blowing at the red light. He thought we were having asthma attacks, and my mom explained everything. At the next light he did it with us.

He died a few months later, and this is the only memory I have of him. I'm 18 now, and I still mentally try to blow out stoplights."

I'll just speak of the postcard's message first. I thought this was pretty cool (even though, most of the time, life don't work that way), partially because of the story showing that the kid would give up everything (even his special powers :) ) to preserve his parents happiness. Food for thought.

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Ha! This one made me really laugh out loud, I gotta try this sometime! Lol.

Well, that's the PostSecret talk this week. I'll continue blogging normally until they change again. I'd like to hear y'all's feedback on today's message, if you liked the idea, didn't like, whatever, k? Thanks.















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