WelcomeWhat the hell is this? That's a good question. "I don't know," seems like a reasonable answer. The web has lots of real estate, and I suppose everyone can have their little corner of it where they can unleash the tumultuous and passionate "stuff" that keeps rumbling around in our emotional little brains. Here, I will attempt to share some of the goo that persists in my own mind. No, this isn't an outlet for angst, nor is it a diary chronicling my mostly non-existent love life or other eventually insignificant things. Sure, there may be some of that, but I'd like to focus on putting some real guts on here instead. What really goes on in my head? What drives me to draw breath each day? Sometimes it is love, or money, or politik, but something else lies beneath the surface. We too often ignore it or fantasize about it in ways that are unrealistic or just plain ignorant. What happens if you just try to grab it? What happens if you try to learn what it really is without attaching any pre-conceived notions to it? As children we questioned everything in the world around us. Each answer led to more uninhibited questions. But as we age, we ask fewer questions and begin to accept the answers that are given to us. Are we slowly learning everything there is to know, or did we just become afraid of the answers? I would be lying if I said I wasn't afraid of the answers. However, that doesn't mean that the questions shouldn't be asked. In the end, there may not be any great revelations here, but I want to at least say I was bold enough to ask the questions. After all, this is nothing more than the ravings of a madman. You've been warned.
01/06/04 |