The road to self is paved with confusion.  Sometimes I don’t really know how to order my thoughts about my thoughts, my highlights, idiosyncrasies, my inner revolutions, my living or my writing.  This just seems like a good place to start. I am a procrastinator, so I cannot count on myself for showing up on the blog regularly.  I cannot categorise or genre-ise this – Lets just say it is evolving, and subject to change.                                            

So you ask, what motivates me? Waking up with a purpose, being accountable, standing up and being counted, making a difference. Motivation is intrinsic. But what drives me?

Be careful what you wish for…Now, in a peace, quiet, dramafree gilded tower, a confusion seeps in, because I accepted it, what do i do with it.  Peacing – the present continuous form of PEACE, we throw this word around like warring nations, world peace, inner peace.  Piece, Pierce, Peace.  take a piece of my heart, my life, my steak.  Pierce my heart with those words, the knife, the stake.  Peace dammit, needs a tour guide! ins and outs, verb, noun, exclamation, phrasals, at peace, hold your peace, keep the peace.