Word to Mother

Sun, 26 Apr 2026 16:53:06 +1000

I never thought I’d move back to my home town, let alone back to the area I grew up, and so close to where Mum now rests.
20 fucken 20, what a brutal year. Just as my city’s covid lockdowns were about to end (note to self, that’s a whole other set of traumas to unpack), I get a call that Mum’s cancer had gone nuclear had found it’s way into her brain.
Mum had been fighting breast cancer for the better part of eight years at this point, and she was over it.

About

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Who Am I?

I am no body.
More correctly, I am no body important or noteworthy on any scale beyond my immediate friends and family.
I strive for a happy existence adrift in a sea of relative mediocrity and anonymity.

Why the blog?

I could just stick to writing in my journal. But I miss the old internet.
I miss writing stuff that might have an audience. My brain just seems to think and process ideas differently if I think someone might actually bother to read it.
And lately¹ I’ve found myself need to express and explore ideas, and just… put them out there.
Yes, a lot is on my mind because of where the world is at right now (This foul year of our lord, 2026). I’m trying to reconcile internal conflicts of feelings, ideas, and beliefs, without really ever having bothered to properly figure out who the fuck I am. By that I mean, who I really am. The person who’s under the many masks and layers of ego. The person who sometimes says, does, and reacts in very unexpected ways that surprises, shocks, and sometimes disgusts me. Hopefully writing here will help me go some small way to figuring out who that person is. But it will require complete honesty and humility.
So with that said, no real fucks are given if anyone reads any of this or not.

Good and Evil

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Been thinking a lot about good and evil lately.

Reality

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Soul Poison

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Truth

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

Yells at e-clouds

Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000

A need has arisen to express thoughts, feelings, and idea’s.
To no one inparticular, just to put them out there.
Perhaps one day this will be a bidirectional conversation.
But for now, here is a perfect place, as it somewhat avoids the dumpster fire that is social media.

Shit’s not OK in the world, or maybe it is and I’m blowing it out of proportion.
Hard to tell when all the information comes to me on screens. It’s all so abstract and manipulated, it’s hard to trust any of it.
Lived experience seems to contradict what I’m told, but I’m the sole narator of my reality. Definitely not going to fully trust that either.