The Groundwork

I'd like to believe that this blog begins at a crucial moment, not just because I've finally found the time to invest in it.

I'd like to look back on these words and say that they were chosen perfectly and meticulously, but the improvisational nature of this post will most likely cause embarrassment in the future.

And years from now, I want to be able to peruse a record of my most abstract thoughts in order to retain a sense of philosophical continuity, but these writings are perhaps most useful as mental structuring in the present.

Then, ATWP might ostentatiously come off as an attempt to construct theories on things grandiose and metaphysical, but this would be silly. What these writings will try to do is to restore order to any conceptual and philosophical chaos that may overtake me. And to do this, I will need ground rules.

ATWP is personal, but will never become personal. When this boundary is crossed, this blog will have already ceased its function.

"Employ the vernacular." Yes, ironic. Something my middle school English teacher always told me to do - she hadn't seen how pretentious college can make you become.

Consistency. I've thought recently that perhaps now I've entered a new phase where my mind is not as able to conjecture aimlessly. This is bullshit; it is always working.

Think beforehand. Chess is played sometimes with hands tied behind the back.

Make some sense. I don't write for myself. I would set up a site meter to prove this, but it's probably too neurotic to do so.