I guess this is the area for the meet n greet. Hello and welcome, Friends, Family and Strangers.
We’ll see how this whole blogging thing goes, as of now there are no real outlines for it--I'm thinking I'll take a Freudian approach and let my subconscious do the writing. I guess I'm here 'cause, well, I just like to write. I also like to take pictures, doodle, sketch, write long lists and share the strange things I find on the interweb. Some applaud my humble exploration, while others... well don't. I'm a little disheveled in my abstractions and narrations, but I can be interesting sometimes, too. I don't really care, but now that you have entered my world, you are now a part of the judging jury. This is an outlet for my musings. Nonlinear and no editing. Enjoy.
Either you think--or else others have to think for you and take power from you, pervert and discipline your natural tastes, civilize and sterilize you.
F. SCOTT FITZGERALD, Tender is the Night
A Sort of a Song
Let the snake wait under his weed and the writing be of words, slow and quick, sharp to strike, quiet to wait, sleepless. -- through metaphor to reconcile the people and the stones. Compose. (No ideas but in things) Invent! Saxifrage is my flower that splits the rocks.
