We write to find ourselves, to see what we will have to read, after the pen has left it’s mark, and our mind beyond our mind has expressed itself. This we do in silence. But if we are brave, we share these ideas. We find those we trust, those we fear, those we love and those we hate, and we shoot forth our ideas to them. From the reaction of the world, we learn a little about our writing, a little about the world, and a little about ourselves and our appointed path.
There are a few things I’ve shared so often that I need a central repository, a place where I can put them, and try to assemble a reasonable whole, a concept which can stand on it’s own, outside my mind. This is primarily a place for that. It may also hold every ancillary thing that comes out of or leads toward that.
Old material comes first. The new will follow.