This blog hasn't had any writing for a long time. That "blogging me" has disappeared.
But now that "me" is back.
Only in quiet moments does the "blogging me" appear. This "quiet" is, of course, a calm mind. This calmness stems from "individualism".
When you suddenly discover yourself, you will feel a strong urge to write something. If we are closely connected to the crowd, that "blogging me" will disappear because you don't need to think, or rather, you don't need that "blogging me." You have immersed yourself in some social roles—son, daughter, father, mother, husband, wife, leader, subordinate... You have many things to do every day, many relationships to manage; you are busy, and at the same time, you feel fulfilled.
But suddenly, you lose these social roles that you firmly believe in, exposed to endless sadness and darkness. Helpless, you seem to fall into an abyss, lost in a black ocean. You can no longer receive light from the outside world; all you see around you is an unnamed void.
At this moment, the "blogging me" reappears. This is the true me. He is like a beam of light, radiating holy brilliance to the outside world. Since this world has no light, we will create light. No, we are the light itself.
Looking back on my brief life, the one who has always guarded me is that "blogging me." He heals my fragile soul with thought and builds an eternal kingdom with creation.
Perhaps this is my home, my guardian, my eternal kingdom.