lost somewhere between diapers and social security

“…one has to find one’s own way, step by difficult step. At any time there is much to be learned, much to be discarded, much to be engaged and contested. To the young man or woman it must seem often that the world they try finally to enter, whatever their hopes, has locked its doors. Is this what it means to be taught? To be nurtured? To be recognized as existing?” (Robert Creeley)


About Marcus

Who me? Introverted, neurotic, self-absorbed, increasingly cynical observer of human nature and part time social critic in hiding. Most of my life spent avoiding growing up. The naive idealistic passions of youth have evolved into the eclectic eccentricities of adulthood. Northeast Florida small-town native, related to people I can't relate to. Simultaneously my own best friend and worst enemy. Politically and spiritually unaffiliated, my personal ideologies put me all over the map or off it completely.
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