Preface to transcendence

This is the place for stripping oneself bare, of confrontation and carnage, a place where my mind can be set free by the written word while still being bound by it. It is a place to link ideas through time and reflect. Look at the rhizomatics of this place.

My previous disinterest in blogs has changed because I love recording and learning from it. Recording life, keeping something there that cannot be destroyed, forgotten, or misplaced. My limited brain needs reminders. Somethings can be written here that were intended to be spoken eventually, but to whom and when I do not know.

I want to write. I have been thinking about the universe and also about who I will meet throughout life. I have been thinking about what I will discover that I have no idea about right at this very moment. I might end up madly in love with a blind man and that wouldnt matter so long as we could converse. I might love a woman, although my biological brain wouldnt enable it to come to full fruition as I am fairly certain I am bound by heterosexuality in my makeup. I have been thinking at an accellerated rate and I wonder if that is like altitude sickness when your brain cant get enough oxygen. I feel lightheaded and wanting, always, to share these experiences. In lieu of actually finding the other, this writing serves to explore the feelings an thoughts ina timeline so that i may look back on it one day and reflect (hopefully) on how I have grown.