| So it's a little like getting into a swimming pool. You are never sure if you should just dip in a toe or just jump in. Being a bloke of considerable girth I am mindful of jumping into uncharted waters, and I have resisted the pull and shimmer of having my own blog. It's not that I feel I have nothing to say, those of you that have met me know both that words are not a problem for me, nor shyness about the value of my words... Written and available is no small thing. I'm used to covering alot of stuff up. I am amazed at all that people let hang out on the internet. I'm not sure if it is because you can see a faint reflection of yourself in the screen so it is easy to think you are typing to yourself, or if people just don't think about who might stumble on the sight or what. I guess that if I have never had enough alcohol to feel the effects due to my attachment to my inhabitions I shall have to keep from the intoxicated freedom that some feel. I'm sure that some would say that I've just said that I plan on lying and being dishonest, but I feel that there is a Godly discipline in filtering things that come to mind. Stream of consciousness writing or thinking for that matter ought to be constrained by who we are becoming, not wallow in who we are still. We'll see where this journey goes. 'til then... |
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