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Health knowledge made personal
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Health knowledge made personal
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I write.
With no end in sight. I simply type, but I never know if I am right. I just feel compelled to type; to write; to set things right. When your modus operandi is negative empiricism --you prefer falsification over confirmation-- the writing life is full of life (hat tip to Dave Lull); it's the spice of life. Your active searching through mythologizing never ends because those unexplored tunnels of opacity seem to diverge even further (hat tip @SkylerTanner ) once you shine some essay-spirited light upon their dark caverns and reveal new insights: This is why I write. It's why we all write. Because we feel like artists when we type; artists who write music with lines of (n=1 / m=1 ) insights: Which is quite a mythologizing insight; given the updating-function, ever re-editing nature of our iterative narrative guiding lights. It's an ancestral tradition: telling stories that explore the unknown; that tell higher truths. Through time, these stories have passed through pictures, dance motions, drum beats, resounding words, and eventually, much more recently, through mythologizing essays. That's my preferred medium; it's how I mold my thoughts as I write. Because all I know is that I must type. I know that not everything is right. But I continue to write. It's an n=1 / m=1 fight. Because essays seem to, eventually, set things right. That's why we write. To good health, Brent  |
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