Uncle Krell

How refreshing to bask in obscurity once again.

Nobody knows me here. Nobody reads me here.

There are no expectations whatsoever because, to date, there is no audience.

If you are reading these words now, welcome aboard. You are putting fresh footsteps in the snow. You don’t know what you’re getting ourself into but you proceed because you are a reader and you have learned to be fearless in your curiosity and comprehension.

I’m glad you’re here.

Who am I.

I’m the result of my experiences.

Some insist that experience is the product of conditioing and environment.

I think it goes a little deeper than that.

My expereince has been disctatred by the decisions that I’ve made.

My decisions have been influenced by my subconscious.

Some people say the subconscious is the same as the supernatural.

I don’t think so.

I think the subconscious is the chorus of all my ancestors trying to tell me what they did, what they wish they did and what they regret that they did always in an effort to get me to choose one voice over all of the rest and elevate that voice into something that I refer to as my conscience.

If conscience is a throne, usurpation is always a threat.

Who am I?

I’m just like you except for the fact that we share a minimum of ancestry and therefore you wouldn’t do almost anything that I’ve done other than the confluence represented by reading and writing.

The authors that we read become psuedo ancestors

so you can cll me Uncle Krell.

Uncle Krell

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Joined November 2008

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