Hey someone, hey world! Hey me! As I accusatorily point at myself in a mirror. I’m back. But this times things are gonna be different.
This time I’m gonna be doing a very me focused blog. More of a combination of wet ink on weathered journal pages; and an old yet pristine wedding album used pensively as a scrapbook. The whole thing sat on a taut glass fibre of tech crossed with, for better or worse, everyone’s favorite new age celebrity: The Internet! A balancing act which I will fail ad nauseam.
I’m going to attempt to capture whatever specks of authenticity float in my life and grow them into motes and maybe one day prismatic bubbles.
I’m not gonna lie, this is a pretty self centered act. I’m even having the argument against myself. Why not just keep a private journal?
Well to be honest, there’s a few reasons. One: I’d like to share. And sharing is both a generous, and selfish thing. You give someone something and in return you receive something. But that’s a whole other convo. And two: Because I have an easier time talking when I think someone’s listening. Reading.
So thanks for being that someone! Thanks for sitting there, taking the time precious time out of your life to go on whatever this will be. I mean I do have a few plans.
I want to dive into making my writing enjoyable to read. In all the facets there are to that spiky jewel. So naturally, I’ll be terrible at it, maybe forever.
“Note to self: Stop saying forever on Internet in the age of magnets and magic, you never know what melennia old shit they’ll nail you with when you’re trying running for president of the bookclub for the eight thousandth three hundred and forty-second year in a row. Not counting leap centuries. Then it would only be (do math here) years in a row, which ain’t so bad if you think about it.”
Also in case I wasn’t entirely clear I’m going to try to be funny. So I can be funnier, cause you gotta be funny to yourself before you can be funny to others. Don’t think about the ironic notion that maybe comedians are the saddest out of all of us :’(
Fuck. This is gonna be bad isn’t it. Oh well you gotta stink before you can’t stink.
Additionally, I want to use this as an outlet for my jaunts into the creative world. In ways in which I am more intimate; such as flow of thought journal writing, to more personally exotic forms of expression like perhaps dance, or painting.
So yes, you have to deal with stale humour and the clumsiness of an inexperienced wannabe. Only warning, leave now if you value your ability to not shiver while you sleep.
Also I kinda wanna use this as a place to chill with my thoughts, if that makes any sense. Be able to bounce my telepathic voice around what I imagine are the stained marbled wallks of the strangely Italian decorated basilica that is my mind palace.
I have to warn you, my mind palace is a little different than most. In my mind palace you can’t see the floor because of all the clutter, (2.5) and there seems to be a growing katamri of repressed emotions rolling from wall to wall. (3) I think I can see a bright red trike from 1994 face down in last weeks “things I shouldn’t have done but did anyway and now have to deal with the easily forseen and avoidable consequences”. (4)
Less terrible jokes, more expounding on important things, this is getting way too long. Got it.
More or less I guess I need a place is that is mine, if in even some small way.
That’s the problem with having no structure, things wander in the waves. That’s okay though, I feel like wandering right now.
Next thing I want to do is to use this place to remember the good, and the bad in my life as it happens, so my thoughts and words are unclouded, and real. Maybe not everything even has to be good or bad, but it will be documented just the same.
I’ll share my sorrows, and my triumphs, hopefully I’ll laugh, might cry who knows.
But I just wanted to put this out there, to whoever’s listening. Right now, today, tomorrow, an unfathomable distance into the future, when the universe has been reverse engineered. And some poor sap is playing back this part of the universe. Probably some AI tbh. Hi future AI, most of us love you, be good and make the universe a better place. If making the universe a better place includes wiping out humanity, please don’t do it. (5) (5) (6)
Sometimes I do get the feeling that I may have a just a little bit of an issue with digressing.
Until tomorrow’s post. Stay safe, be kind to yourself, love each other, and don’t forget I’ll love you forever. (7)
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