And So It Began

Tonight, as post- becomes ante-, I delve with both reluctance and curiosity inward. I am reluctant to reveal but curious about the consequences of revelation. At any rate, we shall see where this "blog" leads us.

I currently find myself at an impasse, though I cannot perceive whether or not the fault is my own. Do I create this cuboidal prison wherein my thoughts must be kept? The "mindset" theory: tastefully simple and pleasantly received, yet lacking substantial evidence to support its accuracy. To relate the mind to a light switch is preposterous, for there exists no "On/Off" in regards to conscience; it is omnipresent, making cowards of us all.

I feel trapped, a little isolated, and emotionally ill, so to speak; however subjective these feelings may be, I need to find happiness. I may have the right to pursue it, but the pursuit itself has stumped me at even my wittiest. With not the slightest clue as to where one would begin such a quest, I know only that this is the beginning, for in realization do things become truth.