interesting
I see that after the October 2023 reboot, I returned to blogging and reposting without even a hint of explanation. I remember it was on purpose, but now, almost two years later, I wonder why. Presumably because it is what it is, and so what? and who cares?
Well, I care, and care very much because I am in the same space as I was in October of 2023.
Honestly, I barely created new content in the last 22 months. I recycled posts, changed them a bit, and updated them; others I did not update, and it shows — to me, it shows. I am different, think differently, know.
Not so much different, but more me. This last week has been a doozy. The last few weeks, actually, but the culmination was this, or is this — it ain’t over. And perhaps this thing will not culminate yet. Vague, yes. It’s all I’m ready to say for now.
To write or not to write — To create or not to create — To work or not to work — To be or … there is no other option.
to be answers all the questions that have no answer
I still have not explained why I came back — because I needed to write, to create, to expand, and give out, even though I truly haven’t. Have been going through the motions, and obvi, now that has caught up to me. So I am where I was. Sounds insane because it is. Not wanting to sound off-ish, I will only venture that when I am less of the senses, I am me. My Self. All there is. No, I am not weird. I am at last accepting the essence of being.
