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(of a feeling) too strong to be described or conveyed in words.
Thought lives matter, where my writing life matters just as resolutely within the same context.
I’m here writing my journal to the internets, chronicling life and encapsulating musings, observations, thoughts, ideas, and what have you. You might just like it, love it, hate it, and all of the above, and you might not.
Everything is a risk and a gamble, and I’ve always been a bit of a gambling man. The chips don’t always fall in my favor, but what fun would it be if we won every time. Could anyone but Luke Skywalker have made the shot needed to destroy the first Death Star? No, it was at the right place, right time, and with the right person.
Thus it is with my online journal-blog thing you’re presently finding yourself in. My name? Spike (online, not IRL) a humble, quiet, and mysterious guy from the Chi. And yeah I am a poet as well.
So what do I have to really say, to convey, and expound on you might say. Stay tuned and find out, maybe you’ll shortly see with your own eyes what I’m up to and why it matters if at all.
au voir I wish you good day and good health my friend, whoever, wherever you might be, and wherever you find yourself.