tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000835230759034012.post2657960607123586621..comments2023-02-28T04:53:11.903-08:00Comments on Educating Brian: Why I Don't Write A BookBrianMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18125662305006040149noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000835230759034012.post-65747816129916076322012-01-27T09:30:55.211-08:002012-01-27T09:30:55.211-08:00Tell the woodsman he can read my blog for free!Tell the woodsman he can read my blog for free!BrianMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18125662305006040149noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4000835230759034012.post-73124913469508411782012-01-27T08:19:45.850-08:002012-01-27T08:19:45.850-08:00What if say a tree fell in the forest and normally...What if say a tree fell in the forest and normally no one would care but today there was a woodsman in the forest cutting down trees. He hears the tree and turns around only to find himself experiencing the most indescribable sunset he has ever seen. Now normally the tree would have just been noise. Now it acts kind of like an alarm jarring the woodsman's otherwise preoccupied life with a deeper tangible experience. Somehow it doesn't seem like much but who knows what that will develop into. I think that is what writing a book is like. Somehow it's for felling our own ideas and somehow it's for the woodsman preoccupied with their own inner dialogue.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com