No Time Like The Present......

Well I had to start somewhere, at sometime, right?

I have missed the boat hundreds of times trying to get something started.  Something to somehow make sense of "it all".  There is so much to make sense of I suppose.  It would be nice if I could just scoop it all under a rug and start right now, from today, and have an explanation for anyone that made coherent sense.  Of what?  That is a whole other mess. 

See my dilemma?  I suppose it would make more sense to pick a subject or topic.   Expand on that.  However that is the problem. I know something I know, or see, or have done, or whatever means "something", it has to.  If all these thoughts, and conversations, and feelings are all just a mishmash of crazy, delusional babble?---Well, they just can't be, because otherwise it was all for nothing.  Then that s.o.b. who told me I was good for nothing, would accomplish nothing and become nothing except a waste of air would be right.  So I am going to go through them.  Whether or not anyone ever reads this will be another thing.  Whether or not it ever amounts to anything will be yet another.  At least I will have tried.

I'm still going to have to pick a direction.  Either, story of a tortured soul--what one human can endure without completely losing their mind.  Or, story of a psychic in the making, how she solved her fathers murder and 100 more cold cases or child abductions/missing persons.  Possibly "Empathy for Idiots" how to take on the pain, suffering, and death of others without their consent and without actually helping anyone.  Or "Tell tale signs your child is being abused-unfortunately your own inability to avoid abusive relationships allowed it to happen".  Not very nice but true really.