Searching for meaning in an uncertain world.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

First Post

I'm not so in love with myself that I think my posts here will be of general interest. But there is some excitement that other people may stumble across some of my ruminations about this confusing world we all find ourselves in.

The anonymity of this platform allows me to write what is on my mind without fear of being judged by those I know, and opens me up to the judgement of pure strangers. This appeals to me greatly, because it is my friends I fear alienating, and the love of strangers that I seek to win.

That is the way it has always been, always I have felt the insatiable drive to be liked by everyone; and yet I have come to believe that this is cowardice. I please everyone superficially by choosing from my closet a carefully calculated mask that will be matched to those who are currently around me. This mask protects me; though it is designed to please, it also is an armor. No one can judge my true self if I never open up and am truly myself, and thus I hide from the turbulent tides of the world.

So here I am, opening up in the most cowardly way. My mask is off, but instead I take comfort in a warm blanket of anonymity.