Uncharted Waters

A web-page, a blog!

What in the world am I doing here? exposing my belly to the world of anonymous web-surfers while illuminating the avenues of my many inconsistencies, scattered thoughts, twisted considerations, and wide-ranging shortcomings.  I suppose it will all depend too on exactly how ‘freely’ one may actually express…. – but then, who’s to set the standard on what folks are allowed to challenge themselves with. Rolling through my thoughts are the words ‘conformity,’ ‘ethics,’ conscientiousness, ‘morals,’ which are each fine and conducive to a better society (much like a cultivated field yields more product) – yet somewhere in this all it has to be possible that some become weary of all the encumbrance.

Early in our lives many of us learn ‘ rules’ and constraints which lead us into societies grasp, there is a period of time in our 20′s that some (as I) experience the ‘hooray for today’ syndrome and make a few mental notes on or about it before moving on to develop a skill somewhere else or within it all.  The most successful of co-hearts direct their ‘career’s toward their interests, for some it is through happenstance, and then for others through plain good fortune.

So where am I going with this?

I suppose at fifty I am reflecting to some extent – it’s something that a person at fifty has earned the right to do – yes, like even wearing a ‘speedo’ in the summer when no one is around – it might not be pretty, but ‘dammit its hot out there!  – Now don’t get me wrong – generally I follow the rules and generally I conform but I would not hesitate to alter a rule if it makes sense (and I do).  It makes as much sense as sitting for a ‘stuck’ red light in the middle of the night when no other vehicles are within miles of the intersection……. so I move on.  Am I a rebel, misfit? or just open-minded.

Ok, somehow this is a basis of a ‘weblog’ (of which I am unfamiliar with), Now where to go from here?

I suppose as close as I can get is the reasoning behind ‘bacshortly,’ the name of my 20-foot center console (boat).  Its just hard to think that I have to remain in one place – a boat tethered to a dock – What good is the boat? and then I really don’t like to have to ask others if I can go and I really don’t want to offend anyone by not asking – I just want to go.

Its like to pulling up behind one – or five cars at a red-light, if I have a choice I’ll take the less crowded lane (fewer folks to make a decision when the light turns green) – simplicity.

Simple independent freedoms while respecting the realm of cultural and natural wonders that surround us.  During our brief visit here we each have the opportunity to gain a first-hand perception of what interests us ‘out-there, ‘ many find it difficult to understand why someone would care to (example) float down the Mississippi River – I can’t answer that completely, but I might one day….. it seems my desire is fertilized when told “‘not to,” or that “I can’t do that” – if the reason is unclear, I want clarity.

I once heard the statement: “Our lives are but a mist in the Ocean of time,” for me this pretty much puts the human life span into proper perspective, so with that I say “Why Not?”

- BacShortly!