Feeling drawn to head back to my old blog: a peaceful human race.
I moved from that blog to this one a while back because that name just felt so uncomfortable to me. I didn't want to be preachy, naive, unrealistic. A peaceful human race? Who the hell am I to think I could have anything to do with bringing something so huge and impossible into being?
And now, for some reason it just doesn't feel so uncomfortable anymore. I'm not really inclined to write about myself, my own way, my stories. This doesn't really feel like the ground that gives me inspiration anymore. When inspiration does strike, it's always the same theme, the same motivation, the same dream.
And so now instead of who the hell am I, I'm feeling more like: why the hell not! Maybe I am preachy, naive, and unrealistic. I believe in a peaceful human race. I believe it's possible and that it's a vision worth dedicating myself to, a dream worth dreaming.
So in the coming weeks or months, I plan on settling in to that title that used to make me so uncomfortable, and seeing what happens next.
