I've been contemplative as of late...The father of a buddy of mine, and a former teacher at my old school has passed away. This kind of stuff always makes you contemplate the "mortal coil", but the closer it falls to your circle, the more you think and the deeper it goes. Finally you come upon the fundamental question that really plagues us all in the end; What haveI left behind? For myself, that question spawned a creative outpouring, a drive to create a body of written word that i can leave as my legacy. Now I realize "legacy" gives the air of something of value, yet intangible in some way, like a heriditary title or something, and what I would leave is neither valueable nor intangible, more ...incomprehensible? We'll accept that definition for now.
My desire is and has long been, to create. Perhaps that has been man's quest since the dawn of time, that Sculpture, paintings, photos theatre, are but man's desire to be like God. Who can say. What I know is that my time is now, my mind must prepare itself to unleash itself unto the world and it's critics, with their harsh words and opinions. Stand tall and be counted.
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