My life has always been an open book, now it will open some more as this opens my world to more people, people I don't know and may not even care.  But I see an opening where thoughts and feelings can be vent without any real fear of censure or judgement. 

No one knows anyone, not one, all they see are mirages, images made to fit their own illusions of what they think they know and perceive to be truth. But all are just illusions, maybe even delusions or hallucinations of how people want themselves to be seen, known and the internet makes it all the more feasible.

Perfection is a myth everyone hopes to find. A pot of gold only the foolish finds. This blog will not be perfect to the conventional mind, but I'm foolish and my pot of gold is the perfection of this imperfect blog I intend to make my haven. 

Love me, hate me, judge me, condemn me,  advise me,  rebuke me, but you cannot stop me.