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I like the dark, and the silence, and the mist grey that slights into its own kind of blue. I like that my wife and child are still asleep in bed by eachother. And I like to think im watching them dream.

I have been writing for over a decade now and only to myself. During which my life has completely changed. Writing has changed me. This pursuit and the dream has changed me, and for the better. I wish I could show you who I was and used to be. But I think it is quite obvious really, to anyone who may read this, what that means. Inside, to myself I may write all I want. But it is not until I finally express this physically, that it may finally breathe.

I have decided now, that I am going to write here, in this small dark zone, still to myself but also to anyone who may stumble upon it. I am also going to ask for payment. Maybe a few will pay. It doesn't matter too much. As long as I improve and finish what I set out to do.

Here I am going to write about the Soul. Of which I have found to be very real and quite alive. I was always suspicious of this, yet blind too, especially of its simplicity and complexity. How I may express this is only and can only ever be a framework or a model of what it actually is. In other words I can only discover and create the phenomenal objectively, and the noumenal subjectively.

These models are entirely subjective in their expression of course, and it is in their subjectivity where I find the function for their understanding. It is in the negative and the voids and the under-world where I have had the greatest success in the search for 'the stone' and its contradistinctions and synchronicities, we and so many others have left behind for ourselves, in those realms inbetween.

In this far corner, what I am offering, is my psychophysical research in the discovery and the creation of these contradistinctions, whose conclusion I, and others, call the Soul. And this is where I will sculpt an objective model of it with the materials I have at hand. In other words, this is what I have to work with: the limitation of my current capabilities, and the constraint of the medium chosen, to present my work, and its mystery.