Wardo’s words

ワードのワード

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Words of Ward. 

The above pun only works in Japanese.  Regardless, found herein are just thoughts that come to mind that have not necessarily coalesced into something substantial or succinct.  Rambles, if you will.

Frankly, I am hesitant to call anything I write worthy of reading.  And I am even more frankly hesitant to make public my own writings.  There are too many dimensions to thoughts, ideas, and emotions.  And too oft is the case that the written word is perceived as authoritative and irrepudiable over other forms of communications. 

Of course, there is historical precedence for this attitude given the relatively steep investment required to create printed works.  With the advent of Gutenberg’s press written word transformed to printed word.  In the process, technology enabled the dissemination of ideas to greater and greater numbers of peoples; but, it also transformed “word” from being the province of communal truth to individual truth.  In this I will garner a hypothesis that due to the expense (and reverence) attached to “word” before the advent of Gutenberg’s contribution, society only stored the most precious knowledges and understandings for future generations’ posterity.  There was simply no economy to support the luxury that is publishing your own ideas – a luxury I am presently leveraging albeit grudgingly.

And it is here at the crux of this afore-mentioned grudge that we come to the fulcrum point in this, our morality play.  As is oft the case we, the readers, mistake individual truth as communal truth.  Not that I will accuse you, generous reader, of this sin.  But I do caution you.  What you read both here and here are but individual truths – more to wit, my truths.  Please do not mistake them as either communal or, worse yet universal truths.  These things I have neither the intelligence or wisdom to discern, let alone disseminate to you herein.  If what I write happens to parallel either of these more esteemed truths then it by sheer happenstance than by prescient design.

I only write what I know; and of this I only know what I perceive.