day number one

All I ever really wanted was a place to rant and rave. All you cyber heads out there looking for something to chew on...Well, let me break you off a piece, some food for thought if you will...
I didn't really plan to get into this blogging shit, but I thought that I needed a space to drain my madness, for exercise and masterbation (while fun and fulfilling) don't always sate my intellectual curiousity and preternatural need to use communication as a means of figuring out what I think about something. I think people have it all wrong, are trained to think about shit assbackwards when it comes to communicating.
Writing, speaking, are not just tools to demonstrate what we know or think or think we know. More so, communication (having to go through that process of taking those nebulous ideas floating around in our heads and putting them into tangible, visceral form) is a means for us to figure out what we think. Writing/speaking to learn. By going through the process, we often can find out what we know or think or think we know.