This world dances, not as if at some fancy ball, but slowly, without a partner to hold tightly to its breast. When I look into the sky, I see pairs, couples, lovers, but away from the heavens love is so much harder to find. But then again, so is everything else.

My world is in a state of war, between the mundane of the world and the terrors that prevail my mind. My life, in which I am forced to be grounded to the everyday, strikes as heavy a blow as the nightmares that come to me in the night. They both cripple me, and make me less than what I hope to become. The worst part, by far, is that I can not cling to either one if I am to hope to rise above everything.

A Long Time Coming

I have fancied myself a writer for a long time, but until recently I just did not know how much I have left to learn. My formal training has been limited in the pursuit of literacy. Mostly, it consists of lost manuscripts, along with the occasional review from a very bored peer. My journey with writing has been a very personal one, and as such, very few things leave my archives until they are deleted by circumstance, and those that do are watered down versions of my imaginings.

Well no more. I do not at all enjoy being ignorant. Who would?

So, this blog is a testament to my new found resolve, of my dedication to become a master and not just the student. I am going to post as often as I can, and write as well as I can. This is not to prove to anyone else what I can do, but to show myself that I can grow and learn.