What the heck does that mean? Great question.

I've been contemplating starting a blog for a long time. For some reason, I've had the urge lately to start sharing my thoughts on the web. They are often random, garblygook nonsense, but they are my thoughts nonetheless.

This site is meant to inspire other to follow their passions and do whatever it is that makes them happy. What makes me happy? Tiger Lilys. Well, not necessarily. More than that, it's strange combinations of words that seemingly mean nothing when brought together. But, when it's all assembled, you can step back and look at the bigger picture and think, "Wow, I really created something."

The question remains... What is that something?

It's somewhat like art. A lot of people will stare at a modern picture and think to themselves, "My 2 year old could have drawn that piece of crap". But, that picture could still sell for millions of dollars just because some famous person slopped it onto a canvas after one too many shots of Absinthe.

So, enter my thoughts. Today will be an experiment in thought control. Can I control mine? Can any of us control any of our thoughts, let alone someone else's? Sounds like a bunch of new-age psychobabble, does it?

Good. That's what it should be. Whether you're into technology, art, films, games, or just long walks on the beach, you might be able to find some value in my ramblings. Or not. Either way, I wish you the best.

What are you passionate about? Why are you here? Why have you kept reading this far? Obviously something has piqued your interest, right? How much more do you need to know in order to be happy? Where are we going with this?

In another life, I was a painter. I imagined scenes or ideas, and then I did my best to transform those thoughts into a physical picture that others could enjoy. However, it never truly seemed like they understand or grasped my meaning. I may have been drawing a picture of a computer, but they ended up seeing it as a turtle or a walrus.

In the end, I gave up. I quit painting about technology. I quit rambling on and on about how a certain color or type of ink was supposed to convey a feeling of loneliness or ambiguity. The end results never matched up with my initial thoughts, so I relented. However, it was my passion.

Today, I begin my journey in the rambling world of nonsense. Today, I devise my own strategy for technological prowess. Today, I create the Blinding Of A Tiger Lily.
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