Prolific Digestions - Prologue

So this is the beginning.  This is where it starts.  Right here on this page for the first time.  The dysfunctional rhetoric of a narcissistic man that fancies himself an "artist".  How does that sound?  Are you interested yet?

I don't even know if  I myself, am indeed, interested....

Do you ever notice, how the world sounds at two in the morning?  Almost peaceful.  But not quiet right?  We know better, but it's nice to pretend right?

So here I am, right smack in the middle of all of it.  Trying to figure out what's next.  Almost cliche, but yet, you can not deny reality.  Maybe it would be easier if there were just a manual.  You know, a step by step, "how to guide".  Wouldn't that be easy?....  But wait, if it were, then everyone would be doing it right?  And if everyone was a wonder, then all the glory would be gone.?  And it's all about the glory, right?  Or isn't it about the "quest"?  Yes, yes, it's the journey...  So what's with all the questions then?

Like it or not, the mind can not accept the simplicity of the philosophic theories.  Reality smacks you across the face and tells you that you've done nothing.  It's all in you head.  It doesn't exist in the world yet.

Can a creation manifested in reality, exist in reality if it hasn't existed outside of your own personal reality?  I wonder...

So I find myself pleading to give this creation life.  A life beyond my world, beyond my circle.  A life that allows the rest of the world to sip it up if  they choose.  For better or worse.  A piece of work needs to be seen, needs to be criticized and deconstructed.  Digested in the souls of other human beings.  I feel the responsibility to put it out there and let you and whoever else make their own decision...