A fresh start....and related ramblings

Starting a new blog while I havent been keeping up with the old one? not really. My Random Posts blog was made for just that: random posts. Aside from that though, its rather hard to access tumblr from my work computer without breaking any laws, so that's a huge no-no. My solution: a new blog.

So this blog wont follow the precedent set by the old one.....or maybe it will. I actualy have no clue what direction this will take. The aim is, of course, that this will be a record of my journy to eventual self-enlightenment, but we all know that I'm no buddah; I simply lack the self restraint.

So, lets start with a managable goal first: I'll try to post at least once a day. This means that I'll end up posting quite a number of uneventful posts and quite possibly bore anyone who thinks of reading this, but I guess this blog isnt really for the public anyway. Its for me. More specifically, this is so that a couple years down the road I can look back and see what kind of progress I've made from this point. Some people do this with pictures.... I hate pictures I hate taking pictures of myself. (this is gonna take a while. Lets start a new paragraph).

Yes, so...I hate taking pictures of myself. This stems from waaay back. Dont get it twisted, I had no occurrences of my Mom or other family member calling me ugly or anythng. I just looked in the mirror one day and hated what I saw. I dont know why, I dont know how...... It just happened. After that, i searched all over the house, found all the pictures that had my face in them, and either tore them up (if I was the only person in the pic) or cut out my face. Just the face. The rest of the body was in no way significant (or is that significant in and of itself?)

Over the years, I've grown to at least tolerate the sight of myself, but I still hate pictures. I'll send pictures to other people (via bbm and such things) but if I see the pictures being displayed I fly into a rage (more on this later). Of course, this means that there are no mirrors in my room and I avoid the one in the bathroom as much as possible. This creates quite a stir whenever I *cough* entertain young ladies *cough* at my residence as they all seem to think living without a mirror is akin to being infected with all seven Major Sins (isn't it odd how that is an actual proper noun?) at once. Not kidding. That's what one girl said. Honest!

So.... apart from that, I love pictures. Especially those of naked women. Not to jerk off/wank/blow a wad/*insert masturbatory alias here* to, but because I admire women. Honestly, I hardly masturbate. Why? well...*steps on brakes*..... Let us not go off on a tangent. I'll explore that at length another time, in another post. Eventually. If i remember. Anyway, I love pics of women for their beauty. There is  primitive beauty in a naked woman. Look beyond the eroticism next time you see a naked woman (if you can) and you'sll see what I mean.

I think thats it for the day though.... gonna play around with themes and gadgets. Till next time....

-Kapil Dev
-Necrodevz