Mostly harmless

Of course it would be the easiest thing in the world for you to accept everything that anyone—me for example—has to say. That would be tempting for both parties. But no, you’ll never hear me claim to have all of the answers (if I ever do, please, challenge me forthwith). Beware of anyone who assures you that they know what’s what, no question. I've been there; I’ve been done to.

Trust me. I’m no fanatic. I am not trying to convince you of anything. I’ve not crawled out from under the woodwork with a hidden agenda. I don’t care to talk anyone into anything—I’m not a con man. I have no stake in trying to convert people. Why would I want to?—I’ve nothing that I’m trying to sell them.This is to be no leader-and-followers act. You won’t find any proselytizing on these pages, scout’s honor. No disappointed and abandoned disciples scattered bleeding along dawn’s highway. Come along for the ride only if you are willing, and on your own terms. Bring your own water bottle and blood plasma.

I don’t hold a theological degree or PhD, but I trust that by now I’ve demonstrated that I have a penchant for philosophical matters. Since first becoming self-aware, I’ve dabbled with the nature of existence until I’ve finally figured it out. If I’m wrong, no matter! I’d be the first to admit that mistake. It wouldn’t worry me in the slightest to go back on my word. In fact I’d be overjoyed, because the only reason for me to revise my opinion would be that I’ve come up with an even better construct.

All the answers? I may not have them. But what I do have, I've worked out for myself. And it works for me. Still, I'd drop it at the drop of a hat if I had to. And I would never impose it upon or try to sell it to another. But hey, you're welcome to take a gander! But just be careful. Don't get burned. Don't become entrapped—in my web of threads or anyone else's. These strings are attached to no promises.

My willingness to drop an outmoded worldview for an improved model constitutes the best guarantee that I’m not trying to pull the wool over anyone’s eyes. I don’t cling—like a wet blanket—to traditions for their own sake. Belief does not glue my eyes shut to a higher heaven should I happen to sniff one out. All I’ll say is: keep watching this space. That way, neither of us misses out.