It begins anew, here and today. For the last few weeks I have kept busy, occupied in relative isolation. I've mused over a lot of fascinated ideas that've immersed me, hopping from hyperlink to hyperlink on?this crazy thing we call the Internet. I attempted writing on paper for awhile and it didn't quite work out, and my old typewriter is broken. (Maybe I'm?going to start simulating vintage type.)?I gave a shot at?setting up some test blogs elsewhere, but if home is where the heart is, then I find myself back here. Always.
If you're reading this in the here and now, thanXYa.
So what's been happening with me?
- Happy news o' joy,?a ch00n (tune) of offline mine has hit #1 on the Balance Record Pool, which is a high-esteemed chart for "underground dance music".?The proggy punch of "Xristophan" has also been charting on more DJs toplists.?I'd like to most graciously thank Desyn, Luke, Jody — Alternative Route Recordings — for their support. You can check out the track page here too, it's ARR027… that page details how it came to be, in fact. Very very pleased to know that even if I can't make music anymore, this shall live on, on the dancefloor.
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? - Writing fiction and nonfiction. Not sure if this is going to be all rolled in my blog, I just like to do some of it privately, but I really like how this blog has?just been such a tremendous,?wacky outlet for what I'm seeing in my mind. Liquid metal dominos, here we come.
? - More looking?into Asperger's Syndrome, self-discovery. (Strayed thoughtline by association, to follow.)
? - Revisiting the past, looking to the future. Before I help others, I have to help myself. Living one day at a time… I'm sure the road ahead will be full of twists and turns, many surprises, and the pleasant mundaneness and banal totalities which I enjoy on occasion. All those dynamics, light and shadow, contrasts… ahhh. At this point, I'm basically hemmoraging a lot of ideas, so it may get messy here in the next few days (weeks, whatever). I've built up a lot, sitting on the long grass outside and wondering why I am here. Perhaps that's not even a good question, but it's going to lead me places, I just know it.
More words. And sometimes — there are no words.
It's good to be back. In a sense. Innocence.