One of the many lessons I learned
during my education and one that has likely endured the longest, is the lesson
to avoid using “I”. At the beginning of a sentence, a letter or a paragraph or
also in any essay it is simply bad form. And despite my agreeing with this guideline
generally I am breaking free of it now, deliberately.
I have mulled through ideas about this blog,
this project or series of essays, whatever you may want to call it, for quite a
while now. My previous attempts to express some thoughts clearly and in a
somewhat structured manner have never been quite as encompassing as I had
hoped for. I have made several energetic but
seemingly short lived attempts at objectively written blogs and other sorts of
media. However, in hindsight I feel that they were all lacking the vigour and passion of life as we live it.
So my deliberation turned in circles
with me trotting along thinking of the best framework to bring thoughts together
with, ever circling around and trying to home in on the “objective” viewpoint.
That deliberation finally ended as I set
finger to keypad and broke with the learned behaviour of never using “I”.
I hereby also hope to break with my string
of poor attempts at producing enticing reading for others, as well as and
especially enticing writing for myself.
So what is this blog about?
This blog will be about it all.
Life. The only piece of art there is. A human life in all its facets. The human
perspective from all its angles and maybe a bit more.
For those of you who never leave
your own skin or preordained trajectory, prepare to travel way off course. For
those of you who are already keen practitioners of being alive, I hope you find
pleasant reflections of your own silly ideas or even a few moments of
inspiration.
I for myself set out to hit the nail
on the head while missing completely.
