Expression is needed...

To blog is a very selfish thing; a very arrogant thing. A blog is saying, "My thoughts, my feelings, my frailties and strengths need to be shared with as many people who will read it." It may or may not be a sign of insecurity, but it is definitely a sign of courage.

To put it simply, I like having an audience.

I want to make that abundantly clear, right here and now.

I like being read, listened to, argued and agreed with. I don't like being seen, however. This is why a blog is perfect for an insecure, arrogant soul like me.

And this is very selfish of me, because this completely edifies my own ego.

But it is extremely therapeutic, and I am finding that if I do not write, muse, rant, regret, and rejoice, I feel incomplete.

So Ghosts of Fallis is my new project. It may or may not turn into a musical project, as I've not made that decision. What it will be, however, is a place for me to express myself, and expression is needed. Greatly needed.

We all need to feel connected to one another by the simple fact that we all have things inside of us that need to be released. I say "need," because I have found so much peace and solace in reading/viewing other's expression of self and feeling completely validated as a human. If they breathe, I breathe. If they hurt, I hurt. If they are angry, I am angry. I am not alone in this tapestry of emotion.

I also want to help. It's as simple as that. I do not feel my writings or the things I think and feel are medicine, I just know that there have been times when someone's honesty has given me hope. I can only hope I can do that for others.

So this is it....Ghosts of Fallis. That name means little, if anything, but the title of this blog does have some meaning to it...

Casting Out Spirits In A Ghost Town...

It's a line from a poem I wrote a few years ago that I may or may not post. I don't know what that line means to you, but I'll tell you what it means to me...

The feeling that you are devoid of emotion, goodness, or worth is a strong indication that you are actually brimming over with all three, because self-awareness is a beautiful and rare thing.

I use to view my heart, my inner-life, as a ghost town. When I realized that it was in fact inhabited by so much goodness and evil it could scarcely contain them all, I began the liberating task of exorcising (casting out) as many bad qualities as possible to make room for the good things.

And there are good things in me, even though I have to remind myself of that daily.

And there is good in you.

There is beauty in you words can't describe.

There is a place in you that God sees as holy...a place God feels comfortable enough to reside...

Your (my) ghost town is teeming with life.