Exposure

I'm probably the last person who should add any more slabs of meat onto his digital plate but I did just that the other day, I subscribed to the Revision3 vidcast Social Brew. I had the flash, I had the thought that I shouldn't be doing this but I couldn't resist. I need to be tuned in. As much as I would like it, I know I can't be tuned in to everything... so anything that comes my way I tend to latch onto. The sashay is at the crux of the problem, the nature in which things come my way. I feel there's a reason for the way things are, there's a purpose to our consumption. It's something like destiny. I can't turn my back on anything that feels like it needs to be apart of me. The feeling is a whisper... something whose voice grows from coincidence. You see and hear the same things over and over again in the oddest fashions, in the oddest places. It can't be coincidence... there's something there. Maybe it's something you can't see upfront, something you need to study and be patient with. Maybe it's something for someone else. You might have to listen to this whisper so that you can pass it on. You can never be sure where a conversation will lead you, where life will lead you. Maybe you'll have the answer to a question someone's destined to ask you and only you. You need to be prepared. In some ways that what I feel it is, preparation. I'm exposing myself to all these sources in the hope that it'll amount to something. Someday everything will be in its right place. Right now I'm just setting the board and picking up the pieces.


DS333, hoarding.