So this is it eh? This is the beginning.
I have never really been one to express my notions or beliefs, opinions, dreams, whatever you want to call them. I swear I have no idea what I am doing. But I can believe in the notion that the more you make mistakes the faster you learn. So here I go, launching myself into the deep.
Most of what I will be posting about will be loosely based around what I call the Half-enlightened. I started this journey about six months ago. Timidly but boldly I dove into the realms of consciousness and self awareness. I started to question my thoughts and their validity, and most importantly I started to discover my spirituality. All in an attempt to fashion myself a better me.
Now, I am not here talking to you as though I have conquered some mountain. There is no pedestal upon which my name is engraved. I am just some kid that decided I could not run from my skeletons forever. I know every saint has a past and every sinner has a future. No one is perfect, and everyone has something to hide. But, if I can peel back the layers of my own subconscious and deal with whatever shadows are lurking underneath, then what is stopping you from doing the same?
I may have said that words are not my strong suit but that may not have been quite accurate. The "cut and paste" words, used to describe, analyze and document, are like a box to me. I much prefer the curvature of imagery, the whispers of the winds, and the poetic anomalies that always seem to pull you in.
I will leave you with something of me. I believe that art is a form of the self, the true self and when you create it, a part of you resides within it. So as I scramble to get these thoughts on paper before they disappear forever to the cobwebs of my mind, I hope in desperation this will not drive me mad, this process of forming the clouds in my head into the ironic poetry of emotion.
Introductions are best kept short, so I will end my formalities here. I hope that what you see before you is in fact, art. The art of a single individual, finding ways to make sense of what's before his eyes,
-The Cloud Watcher-