There is nothing more calming to me than knowing that in my lifetime I will not be able to know, experience, or even imagine everything there it to this thing referred to so eloquently as “existence.”
I do not choose to take on anything because I believe myself capable of “certain” results. In fact I choose do anything that comes to mind simply because I want to challenge my own assumptions, and to a lesser extent (although at one point “it” was a large motivating factor I can attest) the assumptions of others.
Those that have known me for some time, without fail, have heard me speak these words “Lets go! So that no one may regale us with their version of events.” An authentic dish, a wonderful view, a dramatic and unexplained phenomena, a city in the mountains, or the tallest trees “you’ve ever seen!” I want to experience directly if at all possible.
I do not undervalue other peoples opinions on things (anything). I find it quite amusing and often times enlightening to sit and listen to those that went before me in any aspect of life, professionally, personally, or otherwise. However, my motivations are rarely influenced by those around me. My actions are never influenced by those around me; And my results (positive or negative, failure or successes) I blame on no one (and are lived or enjoyed by no one but me.)
But I must digress.
To those that may read this, do it of your own volition. I make no promises of fine works, or sudden burst of genius. My writings are for me, and as such, your opinions, thoughts on the matters I choose to write about, the styles I choose to use to express them in, do not move me, even in the slightest (with all due respect of course.)
I warn those looking for answers to seek them elsewhere; I have none.
Those looking for a kindred spirit, I am not such a person (I promise.)
This is for those truly wanting to read the words of a person who just wants to write.
Not for money (of that I have plenty.)
Not for fame (as I am allergic to the idea.)
Seemingly (I am still working it out) I set upon this venture to write because to me, writing is like breathing is to most; I must do it.
For those that know me and believed in me, a genuine thank you. Although these will probably go no where, you are the “rare” I alluded to previously.
For those that didn’t get the “why,” you never will, and I am not here to explain it so, proceed as desired.
This will be my only heads up to the ones that stumbled upon this collection of writings randomly:
-These are real writings from a real person, no AI. (I have nothing against the technology, but I enjoy writing (selfishly so). Why would I give my joy to anything or anyone other than me?)
-Perfection is rare, so expect none here, and enjoy the bits that you perceive as such.
-I do not allow anyone to copy my words or use my text for their own monetary benefit on any platform.
Thank you.
The Travelling Gentleman A.C. 