Mission Statement

       I've had mixed feelings about this online journal now for some time. In the world of someone like me who always seems to find a need to know "purpose" it was only natural for me to rehash these thoughts back and forth until I came to a conclusion.
       I was meandering as I do, mostly as a lurker, though the comment board yesterday and came across an interesting "argument" between regulars pertaining to basically the "reason" for our public journals.
       I know his comments can be somewhat controversial and public opinion is varied down the line much like political parties, but Plittle, Paul,  Aurora Walking Vacation made an interesting comment that seemed to strike a resounding cord with me. His comment was > I am under no illusions that I'll ever be chosen as an editor's pick. I'm not going to lie and say that I write my journal for me. I write my journal for an audience. If I thought no-one was reading it, I would stop. I would love to be featured, but the content of my journal is irrelevant. I don't fit the profile.
         The reasons for his comment and the argument behind it is completely irrelevant here in my journal. My reason for bringing that into my journal was Paul's comments honesty and simplicity. I too find an interesting and fascinating link to having "an audience" as he put it, hearing peoples opinions, thoughts, reading others journals, no one can deny comments are fun, helpful, heartwarming encouraging, etc., etc 

 "Audience" the word obviously could be taken in two directions. So to clarify I'm not pompously pounding my chest, for clarification, sharing with others is the ulitimate goal here. Writer to reader, reader back to writer, thoughts and idea's, interaction fromso many walks of life. Without a public forum it would be nothing more then writing in my regular journals.

...........show me another environment where you can say anything you damn well want and no one can stop you, correct you, belittle you, or demean your thoughts. It's a priceless corridor.
        If I didn't on the level agree with Paul, I would have a private journal. It can be elevated to mean so much more and I won't take that element out, but if you take it apart, reduce it to simplicity, it's knowing your interacting with others on every sort of level and that is the part I find utterly compelling.
       Now with all that being said, I truly started this with the intention of defining what I want to accomplish with my journal. I've changed my description to fit my personal desires. Before I started this entry I counted how many handwritten journals I have currently going. 16 to be exact. Each one serving a specific purpose. I've often thought of what would happen to my boxes and boxes of finished journals when someday I pass away. Would they be saved and treasured? Thrown away? Read by generations to come? I don't know, and it's not for me to decide.
       I know that if anyone should start reading them, there is no chronicle order, they are random and would be ineffective in giving someone a timeline of my life. The one man I ever trusted to read my journals, actually the only person ever, said I speak in riddles and ryhyms. He was right. It's random ecclectic thoughts. I think he of all people could appreciate this orderly online journal of mine. It's actually readable!

I can't stand dating things, I can't write on paper with lines that restrict me in anyway. But typing, what a beautiful thing typing is. I don't see lines and don't feel confined. My fingers can type as fast as my mind can think. Plus I can make multiple copies of every entry! Print is another beautiful thing.
       Hence my purpose for this journal. I've decided one of the greatest gifts I could give my daughters is my thoughts and what my life meant. These pages are dated, yet unrestricive to me. At the end of every year I will be able to compile everything I've wrote throughout the year, and bind those copies into a book for them. My legacy, my life, irrelevant to anyone but those who love me. It's the story of me. Archived in a wonderful manner no one could become confused with.
       The bonus to this story? If I am able to spark a thought with readers, find new journals to read via this medium, sort out some of "all this" in my head, help someone in their own life choices with tales of my own life, find myself challenged with new and interesting perspectives and on and on........the possibilities are breathless and endless......................