Monday, December 17, 2018

Why I Write

I almost got to an entire year without posting anything.

I stopped writing because I didn't know what I was doing, why I was writing, and who it was for. When I stopped and reviewed what I was writing, I concluded that this blog was more of a diary/journal entry than it was constructed for public consumption.

I haven't gotten over writing to amuse myself. I always include my inside jokes that only I, and maybe a few others, would ever understand. This amuses me to no end; this confuses my wife to no end. I think she is more right than I am. Alas. What's the point?

But I heard a podcast today that made me want to fashion a transmission to the world at large once more. And maybe that's what this is, or is for the time being--dispatches from a mind still just trying to figure things out. I'm still beholding the crystal, turning it this way and that, examining the light as it get's filtered through it, wondering if this latest twist is really the way that it is supposed to be. Cobbling together some sense of meaning. I've probably said it before, but Bono was right, "I still haven't found what I'm looking for." I haven't found a narrative grand enough to encompass and explain it all. I'm sure I never will, but that doesn't lessen my interest in the search.

This podcast neatly deconstructed some of the pillars of our reality that we take for granted. Pieces of it I've heard before, you probably have too, but the whole was greater than the sum of it's part on this piece. I'm thankful for it. It's a road map for my future. I don't want to play the ideology game; standing on the shore of my tribe's island, firing fiery arrows at the opposite shore...there's something deeper that binds us all...might be impossible for us to get there, but is probably one of those things that is worth achieving, or die trying.

So yeah--check out this podcast episode:

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