To reaffirm that which may be lost

Good morning and Welcome.

I return. Now with the intention of remaining. For as long as this may "be."

I suppose it prudent to explain the reasons for the absence. If this would not interest you, so be it. I believe it serves to give context to future actions and, at the very least, present train of thought.

There has been a paradigm shift in this life that I call my own. One that I did not believe would have such a stark effect and surely not this that it has had, but that is in the past. It has been enough to make me question a lot - including this. The reasons for writing here have, in recent times, become very different from what the original intention was. It was to be a forum for my mind and for anyone who would choose to speak. Instead, it has morphed into a bitching session - a reaffirmation of how confused I feel with the world at large and the associations that I have formed within it.

There has been much pride and, what would amount to, conceit within me that was shaken loose - the thick sludge that hung over my eyes is not entirely gone, but it has been shaken off to at least inform me that my vision was well and truly obscured. What I believed to be faith in my abilities was shattered in the face of an insurmountable "foe" ...

Change has to be made. And as large a change as I can manage too. This is to once again be a forum of thought and opinion. Of belief without prejudice of baseless dreams. Of dreams without the sludge that obscures the focus granted by reality. Of that which I love and is of importance to me, without denial.

I am to write about videogames here with greater regularity. I realize that I have not spoken of these to appeal to an audience that does not and could not exist. But they are of importance to me. The discussion of this grand and modern art form is something that space should be devoted to and will be, from this point on.

I shall no longer waste time on the inanities of the days. Whilst entrenched in this reality and the context that it provides for my actions and thoughts, I am no longer concerned with the extraneous information that is to be disseminated - too much is revealed and wasted. The futile attempt to be cryptic is tiresome and grows old. Truth should be the name of the game, if only that sold as well as Grand Theft Auto. It's only a matter of time, I suppose.

Another blog will be born soon. As soon as I figure out how to link and craft one from these two, it shall be a place for fiction to reign supreme, where poetry and prose are joint rulers. And fact is as welcome as a forum for opinion. This is who I am. And that shall be who I write and dream of.

I have written and phrased too many sentences and lines for this return. Gargantuan essays on change and ... things that shall not be spoken of at this time. A lot of confusion that I have not been able to equate, no matter how much I ponder, reformulate and seek answers to in various meditative states. Perhaps at a later date, I shall post these, as a remnant of what was.

I thank you for your time and hope you'll return as the evolution seeks to continue.