It is with a touch of disdane or lack of education that I find myself attempting to put it out there...This serves as my first blog type communcation to the soul or id. If thats not reaching
I don't know what is. Many tide has past since I attempted to scribble wayward thoughts with the friction of human nature and the desire to be heard. Prose and stream of concious dribble was a way of life for me for a long time. For so long I couldn't exist without purging my soul in a sketchbook next to some frenetic drawing. I have long loved the postcard as a form of minimalist communication and I sort of view the blog as the same type of snipit or clever short form prose. I was mostly drawn to this by my brother saying " you need to start blogging" as if I had anything important or poignant to say. It is also Henry Rollins' free form and letter writing that has finally cracked the camels hump. Here it is my undressed soul for your feast. We may even find some pearls to choke on.
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