I have a profound distrust of the internet. Or, an equally true rephrasing of the same fact, I have a profound appreciation of the anonymity that the internet provides. So, in this mode and instance, I have elected to present here nothing except the fruit of my labour; that is to say no exposition of my "true self", whatever that is. No context to place any of these deviations in. None of that superfluous detail, the obsessive listing of the artifacts of our lives (favourite skin? favourite song? favourite author?) that is now the staple of social networking sites.
What IS here is a tendril. A minor appendage of my life, among other appendages scattered across the internet, that altogether make up merely the surface of my self. My life is not on the internet, but the internet, in fragments, is part of my life.
To put it yet another way, I do not want you to know me. I doubt that is possible on the internet. Social networking sites would have you believe otherwise, but this is profoundly (for the most part, though I admit exceptions) untrue. I do not want you to be able to make "insightful" connections between my favourite author and most recent deviation, or between my latest deviation and my myspace profile, or between by most recent fav and my livejournal entry, or anything of that sort. There is nothing insightful about that, nothing qualitative; it is merely the most basic quantitiative approach to knowing a person, a method with no depth. If anything here provides you with any insight into me, it is only because you already know me.
Still, I post here anyway. You may have noticed I am, if not eloquent, then verbose. I am an adept of written language, and a faltering student of the spoken word. My written vocabulary is a teeming garden, but this has left my visual vocabulary an empty desert. Yes, that's a bit thick, but it gets to the point. I am in love with language, but I admit - I must admit - that we have severly discredited visual communication. Here, and in other media, I experiment with that. I want to reclaim the visual.

So this is why I am here.