I have chosen to abandon any pretense in doing something particular with this blog. Until this point, most of what I have done has been forced, which doesn't help me find my voice. So now I'm looking into doing something more experimental.
So here I will write. I will update when I feel like and not before or after, and I will write what I want. Patters I start with may shift to create patters all of their own. This should be an exercise in allowing chaos to create order. I hope you enjoy such contradictions, because I do, and I'll play with them at length. For example: we will see, I imagine, the paradoxical relationship that Shakespeare shows us, between the foolish and the wise. If I sit here and try to spout wisdom, I will look the fool, but if I write in jest, I may unintentionally impart a measure of wisdom. Thus the Philosopher is made the fool and the Clown is made wise. The question I ask now is if I act foolish so that I may impart wisdom, am I the Fool or the Philosopher?
You may also notice many grandiose statements that mean nothing. Or are they throw-away statements that mean everything?
Coo Coo Kachoo mother fucker,
Zac
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