A deceptively simple question, with a simple answer. And of course, with potential depths so unfathomable as to be rooted in the core considerations that drive every significant question of existence. Historically, entire civilizations have lived and died in pursuit of a sense of identity. It may not seem as relevant in an age of cynicism and agency, but it still happens today. And it starts…
… with Me.
Or some other guy. Probably the other guy, actually, but the fundamental message is the same. We judge ourselves and others based on criteria that gives the judgment meaning. We adhere to ideals and conscriptions of moral codes out of a need for functionality. Does this devalue our beliefs in any way? Of course not. A capacity for judgement – regardless of the application – may very well be the only tool we truly possess to provide an answer to that deceptively simple question.
I am. I live, and love, and believe. I define myself through a cavalcade of complex ideas with simple keywords… father, husband, writer, gamer, artist, musician, performer, philosopher… The list goes on.
By the way… if you don’t like ellipses, this really isn’t the blog for you. Just sayin’.
I am here to collect my thoughts. My goal is to reflect on the day as it comes to a close – often in wee hours of the morning – in prose, stream of consciousness, actualization, or whatever seems appropriate. Typically, I’ll try to keep it short. If you would like to comment… please do.
After all… we’re in this together.