One early morning, in the year 2010, I found myself restless, tossing, and turning. As so many nights before and some many nights since, my subconscious slowly churned and bled provocative connotations into the conscious realms. Fragmentation's followed by re-categorizations, and logical constructs, ensued, within this restless state. An abrupt contextual construct, an epiphany tantalized the nightly regime, and presented its persistent nature to the foreground. Several bouts of the subconscious to conscious interactions persisted. The body's unwillingness to prevail quickly folded. I was returned to the physical realm, jerked into an upright position. Confusion and uncertainty was my mental state. As I surveyed the master bedroom my visual perception was merely a haze. The clock elusively walked down its winding path, Slowly rubbing away the morning fog, I turned and stared at its large glaring, blocky, and intrusive characters; 2:30 am. What seemed elusive was now perceived at great distances. Verbal and auditorial faculties switched to an on state. Softly my mouth moved and verbalized the following;
"The ever inquisitive, ever intrigued, ever engrossed in the meanderings we perceive, ever indulged in the simplistic and complex, if only to comprehend, if only to reflect."
At first I was uncertain as to what I had stated. It sounded fragmented, at best. In my half wakened state I performed what has become autonomic, I wrote it down and went back to sleep, believing I would somehow make sense of it later. Imagine my delight as I had awakened hours later. While sipping my morning's first cup of coffee, I sat and analyzed this rampant scribbling, this abrupt and violent construct. I found myself smiling, I found myself delighted with what I now perceive as a contextual gift from the subconscious realms. I found myself presented with a construct that undoubtedly depicts who I am and who I continuously strive to be, a construct that invariably summarizes my character, my state of existence, within this mortal coil.
So how, pre'tell, does this invasive albeit imaginative construct pertain to my life?
Since the age of 8, my creative gestures, my imaginative aptitudes have consumed me. Most if not all current hobbies encompass such behavioral aspects; whether it be drawing, oil painting, mixed mediums, reading, and or writing. My imaginative aptitude sometimes stems from the unknown, may be perceived as a genetic disposition, or devised from the inane art of practice. All can be attributed to a childhood muse, a woman who continuously encouraged me to strive for success, to learn from personal mistakes, and accept defeat for that is how we truly learn and grow. What a wonderful grandmother she was; Doris Louis Johnson(Parks). No formal training or higher education has either been achieved or received; however has been a long term goal. An attempt to rationalize, hypothesize, and or logically categorize is likely fore not. The only true answer, the only honest answer is simple. It is my first love, my first passion, a world I can readily turn to when I do not understand the world about. A realm that is mine to manifest, create, and mold into whatever I deem most appropriate. It provides solice, serenity, and blissful solitude when none can be found. This my dear reader is how this invasive contextual construct applies to my life. My subconscious has awoken my inner-child. To personally roam this mortal coil without, would be fruitless, costly, and mentally taxing.
My attempt at creating an online presence is quite simple; to capture an active and interested audience. In essence, to provide a time-line or lineage of my personal creativity. Long term I hope to build a vibrant and beautiful platform, one that will inspire others to seek the imaginative, to seek the creative; if only to enjoy the talents I treasure so dearly.
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