Myself

There is so much irony in life it's, at times, unbelievable. So far everyone I have been with has had a problem with someone drinking. Be it a father who over drinks, a mother, a friend, or someone they knew in their past that has done that and has caused the person I am with to have a problem with drinking. I understand people having an issue with others that take it to an extreme and become, without a better way of stating it, an ass.

However, my issue arises when that person with the issue then, without taking into consideration, another person being able to "handle" their liquor/alcohol intake and not become one of the aforementioned people.

I am not, nor have I ever or will be an alcoholic. I despise the lack of control and overall ineptitude of the said discretion.

ambientdecay.com

Well it's official, ambientdecay.com is off the market; because it's MINE.

However, I ran before crawling. I've no idea what to make it into. At first it would take the place of this, but I don't feel like it would give the brand justice. At the same time, I've no inkling of what to make my precious moniker about. 

• Is it a brand that delves into the ever changing realm of "what is goth" and the fashion or culture?

• Is it devoted to the yesteryear of goth?

• Does it have anything to do with my preferred subculture in the least?

• Is it the darker aspect of life: furniture, life, self help, music?

• Is it devoted to alternative means of burial?

• Perhaps it's about how ones mindset can be dark but used for light, if you will.

• Does it encompass all of the above?

No clue...

Perhaps a gleaning of the meaning of what Ambient Decay means would help.

Ambient: it is the multiple definitions of the word. Yet holds the most value of - "pertaining to or noting close and constant social contact and communication fostered by the Internet or the use of digital devices."

Decay: decline in or loss of strength, health, intellect, etc.

This has always been the meaning of it. The beauty in the inevitable decay of life. How one thinks and reacts. How like can branch off into a multitude of avenues and how one continues through and rises. The dark, often looked down/unaccepted view of life

Too Old

Martial Arts has always held a spot in my core that I love. Unfortunately I haven't through my adult years been able to continue it. I would love too. However, I fear,  that I maybe to old [34 ISN'T  technically old] but I feel that physically I maybe too aged to get to where I wish to be. 

Then again, like most of life, it could all be in my head. 

 - Decay

Well Well Well

Trying out the Live writer app…

Update!

I've almost said FUCK THIS, upon trying to research a new venture on getting a domain name and host a WP site using my ever loveable name Ambient Decay. All the while using an annoyingly slow Netbook by Packard Bell!!

But that isn't what my self indulgent posting is about...

Wait, it’s what year?!

Well, it has been a long time since I have even tried writing or visited this little minuscule world of Sapiens Epiphany.

Not sure if I am going to revive this or not. I guess this is just my hidden in plain sight, way to vent. As if my words are the equivalent of a ghost… they are here, yet invisible to seemingly everyone.

Updates. Yada Yada.

Well.. I will TRY to post on this blog daily or just ‘weekly’ at first.. you know, baby steps and all of that.

Boredom ATTACKS

Alright... I have no reason what-so-ever to post this nifty little blog on myspace, but I figured why not since, boredom, has yet again ravished me today.