A piece of Me

When I began this blog, it was not my intention for it to become a jumbled mass of words. Where as for art content that may not be such a bad thing, for those who are reading this I feel it does not do them justice.

I also feel that reading and writing blogs it's too easy to paint a picture of a person that may or may not be accurate. As people we have a tendency to pick out qualities that we desire to see and create a portrait of that person. In this we begin to create a false image of the person we see and who they are as people. This does not do the person justice. But it's inevitable. It is human nature to judge, and to make assumptions based off what we know. To say otherwise I believe is self righteous, because on the most basic level it's what we humans do to survive. I could go on a long drawn out rant about this but I'll spare you.

As of late I've been feeling that my entries have just been a jumbled mass of incoherent words. I've been writing too much, god knows what and too little of what I genuinely think.

It is too easy as a person to try and hide what it is that you feel through a mask of artistic words. I don't think it's so simple to just throw up your feelings in a clear way. And so I feel as though what I have been writing is not representative of myself. While I don't think it's appropriate to spill my secrets for the whole world to see, I also don't believe it's true to myself to try to make everything a secret.

A friend once said, "I try to be as open with my writing as possible, in order to not care about what people think of me, I really have to just put myself out there."

I believe this is true.

There you go... a blog about blogging.