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Time has passed, and things have changed.
In particular, some part of me has changed.
A part of me has changed, adapted, and grown enough to recognize that I think it’s worth scribing at least one additional thing to this collection of my inter-personal journey.
It’s that I’ve come to recognize that none of my previous writings are truly an accurate reflection of me. They’re not a reflection of who I am now, who I ever was, nor who I’ll ever be.
I, the being that I am, simply can’t be accurately described through any form of recording that I’m aware of. And any attempt to do so is truly folly.
Life is boundless, so being a part of life, I also am boundless.
How can one ever accurately describe something truly boundless?
I don’t believe it’s possible.
So rather, what I now feel I understand about my past writings, is that they’re simply a collection of disparate musings describing some part of a journey by a singular individual.
They’re shards of perspectives I used to hold. But not necessarily perspectives I currently hold.
It’s been such an amazing journey, filled with so much pain alongside such commensurate beauty. I feel forever grateful for my time.
Moving forward, I’m likely to continue penning my thoughts and ideas at some later time, but it’s worth noting that none of my thoughts or ideas are something I consider wholly explored, fully understood, or immutably permanent.
It’s foolish to define the undefinable.
-jamesdainger