Introduction #B

This is my profile picture by the way.
I thought I'd put it in the beginning here.
I didn't draw it, I'm not sure who did. But
I like it. 

Hello! As Chiaroscuro Sun said previously, we are the 3 Purple Minds, who hopefully shall now inhabit this corner of the internet. La dee da dee da etc. etc. etc. We'll probably write an introduction about the basic make up of the blog eventually.

But me personally? I hope to be able to throw out my words and see them explode on paper... er--electronic screen. But no matter the format in which you (our hopefully numerous readers) read this, I hope you will have your minds blown, your thoughts challenged, your worlds shaken, your imaginations exalted, and your life expanded. And I hope my work can help do that, while helping me process the world in the process.




Anyway, my pseudonym: The Evanescent Pebble. Why? Why? Just Why? Why Evanescent? And more importantly, why Pebble?

An analogy: When you throw a pebble into a clear stream, it hits the water and sinks below the waves. From the perspective of the pebble, its trip through the air is meaningless, brief, and ultimately coming to nothing. Maybe if it's lucky, it managed to hit a leaf on the way down. But the pebble can easily decide that it's time in the air accomplished nothing. But the minute that it hits the water, a change begins. Perhaps the pebble sees the building wave around it as the hydrogen bonds of the water molecules bend, the water tension struggling hold the pebble up (yes, I'm a nerd.), but I find it more likely that it sees nothing, too blinded by the incoming impact to see beyond the water in front of it. The pebble believes that its ends comes with the same fanfare as its airborne period. That is to say, nothing.

It isn't until after the pebble sinks below the surface that its true influence is seen. The shock waves from it radiate out, affecting the entire surface, as the whole stream changes from the trip of one small pebble.

Evanescent means passing quickly from thought and/or reality. It is something that fades away with the early mists of morning. It is something that dissolves in the sands of time. In less poetic terms, it is something temporary.

So why Evanescent Pebble? Don't those two terms seem contradictory in the context of my metaphor here? Not so.

I want my life, my work, my words, to be a pebble. What we do is evanescent. When I'm dying, I won't know how much I will be remembered. People are evanescent. Their memory often dies with them. But while people fade quickly, words don't. Again, words are pebbles. And even if I fade, I hope that my words, actions, and ideas will continue to ripple out in the world. I want to be able to stand before my savior and say that my pebbles, along with thousands of other tiny stones, have changed the course of the stream.

That's sort of what Purple Minds is about. We're not trying to change the world, or at least not all at once. We're trying to throw in pebbles. We're trying to ruffle up the stream. We're trying to add another stripe of color to the world.

Deep stuff, I know. I swear, we won't always be quite this sentimental. To make up for it, I will insert this picture to make it look like I turned the deepness into something utterly hilarious.

And also, sorry fellow Purple Minds, but that picture was going onto this blog at some point. Better to just get it over with now.


But yes! We should have one more introduction to go (*cough* you know who you are *cough*) and the first weekly-assignment-that-still-needs-a-clever-name should be up in a day or two, along with (hopefully) some other stuffity stuff.

Until next time!