Today is my first entry but certainly not my first attempt to express my thoughts in a deliberate and focused manner. The purpose of this diatribe…I find I often use words in their archaic form, is not entirely clear to me and yet I no longer can resist the urge to explain the inner workings of my mind.
Today is the first day of Spring. What does this mean? Has some terrible Frost Giant locked in mortal battle with Helios, broken and dying, weeping it’s last life blood in a torrent rush, swelling streams and greening vegetation given up so others may live? Forgive me! Months dwelling in the frozen, darkened halls of my atrophied musings have my imagination stirring with the promise of renewal. I am most optimistic that the blackened horizon, dulled by winter will soon burst forth with parti-colored brilliance and my thoughts will soon rise from this vaporous gloom to feed upon vernal imagery.