-Reemergence

I’ve had many blogs in the past. Some were successful, some were not. Some were so important they were monitored. Not by any government agency or anything sinister (and cool!) like that, but by the jealous, the weak, and the faint of heart. Those are the past, however and today is the now. That means that from now on, we’re talking about the damn future. Yes, the DAMN future. Nah, I’m actually not cynical, just leary, mildly paranoid (but am I paranoid enough?) and somewhat unsure of the future. Of course, what kind of life would I have if I knew the future? I think it’d be pretty boring, knowing what comes next, planning for it, seeing it happen just as predicted. YAWN! Fuck that noise, says me. No, I’d much rather be blind sided by the future. Bitch slapped by the Ghost of Christmas Future, knocked cold by the circumstances of life. Like Rocky said “You ain’t never gonna hit as hard as life. The true measure of a man is in how hard he can GET hit and get back up.” Yo, Adrian, we have a winner!

So, brownmajik…are you some kinda masochist, hell bent on getting hurt at every turn?

No, of course not. I love life, love the wonders it offers. Love, beauty, comfort, kindness and all the other shit you could wrap in a rainbow, smother in hot fudge and eat until you got a stomach ache. But the real fun in life, for me anyway, is the challenges it presents. You see, dear reader, not knowing the future allows me to do what I believe is the pinnacle of human achievement. IMPROVISATION! That’s right. Improvisation. As in, Improvise, Adapt, and Overcome.” I like to think that the essence of existence is one’s ability to improvise. You know…come up with shit off the cuff. Get out of a tight spot on the fly. Zig when you shoulda zagged yet, still avoid the proverbial brick wall.
As such, I plan on putting my thoughts on paper…digital paper…er, uh, well I mean I’ll be posting entries on this blog as a means of getting shit off my chest, sorting thoughts out, and generally as a way to make sense of this crazy, mixed up, and utterly improvisable world.