"A Release"

Frederich Nietzche once said; "all philosophy... in part... is an unwitting memoir of the philosopher."  What is my philosophy? Which of my personal hypothesese has the power to corrode or construct my today? From my past, crosses borne still leave their belated mark.  I am unable to evade their indelible influence. I act and therefore react to the present for reasons often clear only to me. I have a life story, unique as any entity birthed unto propriety of life. These stories are an affirmation of this strange emergence. We arrive, passed through a shadowed embrasure, spun into the light of day by a force beyond our control. Here, autobiographies begin.