obscure reasons for being here

OBSCURE REASONS FOR BEING HERE

 

All day I have wanted to write a blog, but until now did not know what I would write about.  Then it came to me that I could sit in the quiet and removed from people, make up my mind what it might be, to share with you and be comfortable doing so.  It has been an interesting day.  But will not bore you with the facts of something like that.  Instead, will settle on a blog theme, title and content and offer it here.  In making my final selection, I toyed around with the idea of analyzing obscure reasons for being here in the first place.  

 

But then I found that I had a problem.  Presented itself when I realized that I needed a universal understanding and agreement of the word obscure, and then deal with the complexity of compound words, or connected phrases.  All in all, gave myself zero chance of achieving universal understanding, or anything close.

 

Obscure as an adjective and it started causing some doubt that this is a blog that people might enjoy, and did not want to spend my brief time in blog space, building a case for obscurity, when really all I was doing on this Saturday night was hiding out and enjoying my freedom to just be me, out of sight and out of mind.    Helps that I know what I am saying here, and checked the definition of obscure.  Turns out I am comfortable with this first idea of what obscure or obscurity might be.  Conceal.   

Hide.   

Prevent from being seen or discovered.  

 

So now I consider the first two words used in the title of this blog.  Obscure Reasons.   Consider the obvious.  This is a stoney blog.  Stoney has a history, but not a terminal illness or condition.  Readers need not to worry,  Stoney comes this way.  Pre-packaged and perhaps crushed where  it counts the most,.  Who is  to say, this is something to be concerned about.

 

Suddenly I feel catapulted into a no-man’s-land and am unsure of the words I am using.  Flashbacks to second grade where I am encouraged to use my words and explain just what it is I want, need or am trying to impart to you.  

 “Use your words, Son.”  

 And now I can admit that many years later, it is still unclear to me now, what it really means:

“Use your words.”  “

 

What did you mean to say, but did not?”  Turns out that this has me thinking that I am incapable of sharing obscure reasons for being here.  I will give it a try with  fingers on keyboard, redirecting my thoughts into something we can commonly agree upon.  Then I realize I am having a moment of grandeur when and where I think everything is possible.  Common agreement.  People coming together for an agreed upon purpose.  12 people in the jury box, expecting or trying for a unanimous decree.  Democracy and the rule of law on display.  Is a good example of people coming together for a single purpose.    

Or not.

 

Am afraid that this blog will be nothing more than a compendium of invented words, or even worse, a blog that he is perfectly happy with, but nobody else relates to, nor understands.  Of course, I might be okay if I just do what I am told. 

 “Use your words, son.”  
 
  More than one explanation for something that is obscure.    Not clear.  Ambiguous.  Vague.  Uncertain.    And the more I look into the meaning of a single word, I realize this is getting more difficult with each line written.  Comes down to a realization  that multi-cultural communication is part word choice, and part state of mind and thinking that you might get me, or understand this blog, or the way I express myself here, leaves me speechless.

Using obscure methods or obscurity as a starting point, he seeks a better way to think.  Think before you speak.  Good when you realize, once said, is difficult to take it back, just in case it is not what was intended.  So what does he hope to achieve with this blog.  Autonomy.  Self-fulfillment.  Group involvement and socialization.  Relative freedom and separation from the abuse of power.  And words have power, so it is important to get it right, and not have to go back to restate and redo and redact and edit the original contribution laid out for all to see and react to. 

 

Wonder if it matters about privacy and the need for protecting oneself, while online.

Thinking about it, and this thing he calls, face-book stalking, he knows now why he doesn’t make things perfectly clear, nor does he post a picture of his dog and children.  Frame and being framed, and bringing all this into focus, there are many obscure reasons for being here. 

 

And yet not perfect in anyway, giving full disclosure to anything revealed is risky and to be avoided.  Comfortable with what obscure or obscurity might be.  Conceal.  Hide.  Prevent from being seen or discovered.   Be present, but leave yourself a little wiggle room.  And this is how this blog ends.  Giving at least one obscure reason for being here, I can say with full voice and confidence, it allows me a chance to do exactly as my teachers once directed me to do.   

“Use your words, son.”