This writing is a sample of what an unchecked can become. When writing is an offering, this pen is dripping through edges of sharp, round, pointed ledges. This page is an untouched, wild and unbridled exploration of fields.
These fields are open, mineral pregnant soil. This dirt is where the author has searched for bountiful, text laden possibilities that recklessly vibrate within the universe(s) of existence.
This is an exchange that I offer you; mostly unedited, under-revised, unhinged outpouring. At times these letters find companionship with punctuation marks. These symbols may even include an exclamation, a declarative period or …. a series of un-focused dots that serve as an ellipses.
Whatever the case may be; this is a life that was finally spilled out. This is a truth that exploded on to the screens inter-cyber-digital terrain of the platform we deem as …..
— WordPress.
Swim with me…
Mountaineer and vanish into the swamps of lost thought. Find me as I return.
This…. is me … –coming back, coming forward. This … is a jump.
This is one man moving ahead, let’s travel – together. Together.
On this … on this page.
It’s a word finding venture an obsessed author stays occupied with.
I do thank you. Thank you for joining this experience.
