Blog is as blog duh uhs

Ah, Authentic Personality has become my neglected child. Are there digital cobwebs forming over these articles as more and more time vanishes in the storm of my scattered attention? Sometimes my house can get so ugly, so cluttered that I would like to sell it rather than clean it up. What if no one wants to buy this old house though? I think, “maybe I’ll just burn it down”. Of course I am speaking poetically, I have never really thought about burning down any building, however, the digital equivalent would be to pull the plug on this blog.

I have thrown away letters, you know - old letters from once overwhelmingly refreshing girlfriends. I’ve even thrown away year books - this feeling of disgust with the clutter of who I have been rises up - some awkwardness and embarrassment of having lived in a certain way - I think, “maybe I’ll just burn it down”. In the end I’ll not miss anything, this clutter - i can become new - just be like a self-made Burning Phoenix - HA! Imagine that, a suicidal Phoenix, defined only by what has been destroyed before.

Don’t fret, I’ve already decided not to burn it - I will let it be. Previous words here are only an outreach - I’m trying to connect with your own thoughts, friend. Have you felt this way? What have you burned up before? What previous annihilating movement defines you today? I, personally, can no longer be embarrassed for the dust I leave behind - like the green spring trees embarrassed by their old, brown, autumn leaves.

Good and lasting happiness to all.

Chris