Consistency

I loathe consistency. It is the premier hallmark of the small mind and the stunted spirit. Don't look for any on this blog. I am a jumbled mass of contradictions. I embrace them. They are me. I say what comes into my mind (what's left of it) as it does. Tomorrow (or even later today), I may write the opposite. I am a smeared and blurred painting. I disdain simple solutions and answers. I accept chaos. Shit, I eat chaos for breakfast. Some have called me mad; I call myself human. What you see is what you get - for the moment...