Where did we meet? How did you come here? Which path did you follow?
Questions are food for thought, and without questions there is no thought.
If the sentence “I created this blog” is written, my mind asks “Who am I?”. If “I” is written somewhere, “Who am I?”
What guided me here? What brought me to what and to where I am? Who am I?
This very mind feels sorry for not being able to answer these questions. But it rests in peace for not ignoring them.
Not having an answer doesn’t mean the question has to be ignored. It means it requires more attention.
Hence the blog. It is only a tool, a way to express and dialogue with my own thoughts. I write them (Who am I?), I read them (Who am I?) and I talk to them (Who am I?).
The blog is for a selfish brain, a selfish mind. It goes around worried only with its own questions. It requires dialogue; it requires attention.
As it is natural to talk a lot to your best friend, so it is for me to talk to my mind. But it wanted more: it wanted to talk to other minds. It wanted to go out around the world and look for other curious consciousnesses.
And so the blog was born. Boundless, shameless. My mind is not afraid of being reproved for what it thinks. It knows it has a long path to follow. It knows it knows nothing. So it stands like this: boundless, shameless, yet humble.