“How would you describe yourself to somebody who has never met you before?” is the question I often reach to when writing about pages for all the silly blogs and networking profiles I’ve made over the years… because I guess that’s what I’m supposed to be doing here.
In case it wasn’t inherently obvious, I’m not good at this autobiographical stuff. I usually come off as coy or pretentious, a bit of a self-indulgent jerk. That’s probably a good way of describing myself, actually, loath as I am to admit it. But you don’t know me in person, which means I can afford the honesty.
But it’s true. In some ways, what you’ll see in this blog is part of an open diary– the silly shit I think about constantly, that I don’t mind sharing with the world. I spend so much time in my own head that, if I didn’t have these little media outlets on which to vent, I’d probably drive myself completely mad.
My name is Jake. I am an escapist at heart, and, admittedly, a bit odd. I exist alone, moment to moment, doing what I want, when I want, how I want. Most of the time this means doing nothing that anyone would call productive; but to me, these moments are essential. Life, to me, is not worth living if I’m forced to do otherwise. I love learning about and observing people, what makes them tick. I am drawn most to those with an untamed, passionate soul. I am bored terribly by predictability, material ambitions, and conformity without rational cause. I’ve done all sorts of things over the course of my life, some good, some bad; but I always keep coming back to art– specifically, writing.
Whimsy, nature, and solitude are my sanctuaries from the general trashiness of the Human world. Humans are an invasive species. I have nothing against you personally, mind– you may or may not be a lovely person. And even bad people have their good days. It’s humanity as a collective, a way-too-overpopulated world village, full of hustle and bustle and general disregard for the well-being of oneself and one’s surroundings, that I take offence to. This world corrupts, and sows its corruption from person to person more virulently than the Coronavirus ever could. It’s not a pleasant topic for me, and one that I have as much difficulty writing about as people do understanding what it is that I’m trying to say.
So we’ll talk about fluffy things here instead: Anime, games, manga, pop culture, nature, moment-to-moment stuff that nobody will remember too long within the endless deluge of social media distractions, for better or worse. That said, I want to offer something different, perhaps, than the typical critique. Not quite sure how I’ll go about doing that, but I did want to update this page regardless, since I plan on doing a few things differently from how I did them pre-2020. Less edginess, less divisive politics. Stuff that people can actually enjoy and, possibly, relate to me through. We’ll see if I live up to that promise, eh? Until then, cheers.
“No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings.”
“There’s no one thing that’s true; it’s all true.”