Hello future world. I'm back-dating this posting so no one presently notices.
No one in my life has a clear or full perspective on me. Not because I'm mysterious, but because people view each other as two-dimensional cartoons (I say this not with clenched bitterness but with a light sigh of blithe acceptance). So as you meet me within these writings, you'll come as close as anyone has ever come.
I've known love and friendship, but always thin-sliced and sandboxed (due to the realities of human purview). So anyone professing to offer insight about me is bullshitting. Again: nobody knows.
This Slog is a map of my brain. Looking beyond it for detail and color, you'll be poorly nourished. The truth is that I wasn't much of anyone. As a karma yogi, I gamely lost myself in the task. Particularly this task in which you presently steep.
This Slog is me.
Monday, March 3, 2025
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