Why blog? To share, to reach out to others, that live in locations you may never ever visit? Maybe blogging is something that helps negate the meaningless of existence, itself placed, or perched upon the incomplete ground of time. Or, simply a graveyard for the many failed attempts at writing a person amasses over life. A repository for software yet to be installed, an archive of ‘thinking for thinking’s sake’. Humanities digital footprint might one day be all that is left of human efforts. On the other hand we may come to realise that web logging was the beginning of something fundmental for the continuation of civilization. Abolishing abounds in blogging, casting a large net for dutiful discussion, and it’s subset of joys. Positivity and it’s brother negativity bitterly bicker vying for a moment in the digi-light of binary transmission. The additions and subtractions of human culture will be scutinesed in the fires of my own clumsy confusions. After all, I have only ever been an imager imagining imaginary images. Yet, If I’m ever found wanting more. Please interpret, and read this scrawl of scribbled utterances as summounting to nothing.