Satisfaction???

I wonder if anyone, like me, looks back on their lives and wonders what about themselves would be different if another path had been chosen on any given day.  A different decision made, a problem solved differently and the entire outcome of ones life might be utterly altered. 

Or perhaps not.  Perhaps we are set upon a given path in life and all roads lead to a singular outcome...our one and only destiny. 

I've always thought that for every person's reality there were an infinite number of other possiblities/realities out there and that perhaps there were other "me's" living other lives in those alternate realities.  Could it be that this is the reason for the phenomenon of deja vu? 

Perhaps we have lived another life before this one and experienced the same or similar set of events which alter our consciousness in this reality...hence the feeling of deja vu.  Or perhaps we are living countless other lives right now, in countless other realities, which might have experienced similar events to the reality of the here and now.

Boggles the mind, eh?  Maybe I'm just twisted and I dwell on more than my tiny mind can handle.  Thought I'd like to think that I'd been given this most curious of natures for a purpose.  Perhaps one day all my questions will be answered.  I just can't buy that line about "somethings are just not for us to know".  If that's the case, then why bother asking the question in the first place?

1st Cafe Mindworks Blog

So, being new to this wonderful world of "blogging" I decided to have a go at creating my own. Hopefully, the internet realm will cut me some slack and not be too brutal for the time it takes me to become comfortable with this venue.

I've never been much for "putting myself out there" for all the world to see. And creating this website, Cafe Mindworks, was difficult in and of itself. Not the HTML coding or the design of the site...oh no...it was the fact that I pretty much laid my soul bare for everyone by posting all of my original poetry, short stories and artwork.

It's taken 34 years for me to be able to let go of enough of myself to share my deepest thoughts and desires with others...lots of others, via the internet. Oh sure there has been the occasional "friend" with whom I have bonded and shared bits and pieces of myself, but those relationships never seemed to last and with every rejection, I tended to withdraw that much more into my protective shell. Until, at last, it was very clear to me that if I didn't make a break from myself and my old, bad defensive habits, I just might retreat from the world for good.

So, I ended up here. With this website and this blog...hoping that, even if noone else cared enough to read my "journal", that I would benefit from the writing and maybe learn a bit more about myself in the process.