A fitting quote for the first post. I don’t exactly know my goal here because I don’t exactly have one – or rather if it exists I’m not aware of it yet. It could be a collection of abstractions that together amalgamate into a picture that is present in my mind, albeit in an incomplete, and besides the presence of the themes and emotions themselves, otherwise unrecognizable form. Nonetheless, it persists, and it is. To be is different than to is, in my mind. To be is to exist, simply. A noble pursuit, insofar as it is not a choice, but only an option, decided not by ourselves but by the universe, or God, or our parents. However you want to look at it, you be every second from your birth to your death. When is something? When is someone? Someone is when they are being referred to in the third person. Someone is smart, or someone is mean, or someone is rich, or someone is thirty-seven years old. “Someone is” is absolute but subjective, and “someone is” is a decision but a quality, and “someone is” is unchanging but unreal, infinite yet countable. Someone is only when they are not. When they are not present, when they are not in control, and they are not.
I am, but to you I is, and thus my anonymity is critical for this medium, and really this project has arisen out of my anonymity, or my desire for such. I will be for as long as I live, but I will is for longer. The is is scary, and informs a lot of emotions and decisions in myself, and all humans. But though the is-es point at you from every direction, the only thing you have to live with is the am.
Good-bye, for now.