Going back over what I've written here, thought it may not be apparent, there is a direction, a current, underneath the surface. It's a story about becoming, that has, and may never have and ending. I recently watched the film, "Lions for Lambs" and not that it was an overwhelmingly great film, there were things I liked about it. The ending for one, which seemingly left some things unresolved, unless there was some subtext I missed. That's kind of a joke, if you see the film, you might get it.

The film used whats becoming a traditional way of cutting between various subplots, short cuts, that are all somehow connected.

I didn't intend to start writing about that film, when I opened this form, to begin writing in it. The impulse to write something first struck, while I was reviewing what I've posted on this site since I started it, oh a few months ago I guess. My first post is about "Eternal Return" and the fact that I continue to return to some sort of writing project. Some sore of artistry, and I have this "buckets of blood", sans the homicidal, urge to create. I consume these images, sounds, and words, so maybe I only have a lovely regurgitation to digitally spew out, but something is there for sure and I can't deny it.

At some level it's just play, it's imagination, it's creating an imaginary world, and disappearing into it, I do this every day. It's escape, and not exactly what I want to put into a work of creativity, but not that I have much control over it. It being some sort of compulsion. The other level, may be control, trying to direct my interests and make them productive. It's a losing battle.

Anyhow, I keep working, and listening and reading and writing, and some images present themselves to me. If I wasn't getting tired just now, I'd post them, but now this is moving to the to-do list. And the idea of creating some static pages here, to preserve some images I want to keep, that are important to me, or that I've created or remixed.