The point?

Everyone has a myriad of dimensions to them. And sometimes it’s funny when people try to project all of it into any one canvas - figuratively - be it blogs or bands or appearances or careers or people, because it’s just not possible, it’s limiting. There are so many limits to self-expression. And it’s not necessarily a bad thing. Limits make us rethink purpose and function. And self-expression needs desperately to be grounded in both of those. In theory and in practice. Figuratively and literally. Explicitly and implicitly.

The point is, this is going to be one dimension of me. Just one field of expression. It’s not going to be about my life. My opinions, perhaps. But not even all the types of opinions that I possess. Just the deeper, darker, almost hopelessly pessimistic ones; about cracks in the lens….. That’s the idea here anyway. Time tends to have this inevitable impact on original vision and purpose that erodes or changes them. No doubt for both the better and the worse.

But visions are just launch pads aren’t they? Not even the ends, nor the means, just the very start. So my vision in this moment is going to just serve as the intention, and not necessarily the realization. Not for anyone else but me.

So this will be able to be as transparent as transparent gets.