Empirical Mysticism

Too many times I indulge myself into the realness of reality without realizing that we are not real by definition.

Empirical Mysticism - my life, my words, my emotions, my opinions....me

The greatest mistake a writer can make is thinking that the reader will understand what he is trying to say

I am pleonastic by choice - I paint pictures with words, and my pictures require detail.  I offer my canvas, my muse - my journal.  "I pierce the page with a pen until it bleeds my intentions..."  I am bleeding the page, I am solidifying my soul and transforming synaptic bursts into transient thought. 

Walk with me is not a catch phrase - it is my motto, my "Donner un coup de pouce au destin".

I am no longer afraid because I have traveled the length and breadth of the quintessence of life; as seen through my narrowly acute yet obtuse viewpoint.  Strangely, the oddest oddity to date would be that mentally the inverse of the reverse holds true in the opaque, elusive, minimal meanings of a life absconded through irrational and often misinterpreted behavioral patterns.  What matters most is that there was a life to live...