greetings and salutations--
sad and unfortunate souls who have unwittingly stumbled into my realm of strangeness, please make yourself comfortable. after much--"urging" from my other (better?) half, i have been finally beaten down beyond resistance and am establishing this blog to share some of my meagre literary exercises.
in the future, once my fame spreads, there will be masses clamoring to know me. "who is that shadowy figure?" they will ask, and they will conjecture and all the while add to my legend and mystique. for now, i choose to remain obscured, "in shadows growing wings," and frankly, i don't even know you. i promise to drop hints and small clues to my personality from time to time, and those who choose to make the effort (and have an irresponsible amount of free time) may indeed begin to "know me." as often as reasonable i do nothing without reason. for now, i will say this: i am an occasional writer and wishful musician clinging hard to the dreams that that soulless endeavour facades. i have sufficient education to "make something of myself," yet i am situated like so many others my age in the dilemma of figuring out just what it is i possibly want to do for the rest of my life. (by the way, nothing comes to mind.)
i am generally a misanthropist, which is interesting because i am also one of the kindest and most considerate people that i know. i am easily frustrated by people refusing to use their heads and simply thinking things through before they act. it only takes a second, but it will save worlds of trouble. socially, i would rather be alone or with a small
group of people, and large herds of humans make me nervous. they can be erratic and stampede without warning. charging wildebeest, thundering down sheer rockface, hurtling towards the ground and then to bog-knows-where, running through a blind cloud of panic and gossip, slobbering mad with fear for some unseen, rumoured threat...
as will be painfully apparent, i also have a penchant for rambling, and my final promise will be to attempt to keep these digressions to a minimum.
for my first few posts, i will be uploading several old writings of mine to get a feel for this blog thing, as well as to share these works which, though they are unseasoned and sometimes embarrassing, i still enjoy...
this is the beginning, and there is still much time for you to get out. what follows will not be pleasant, and the reader will probably hate me for having him read it, and will be entirely within his right to. i will avoid the easy dante reference, but you all know what i mean. read on, if you dare...
r----
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