No doubt there are many strong responses to a title such as this, both agreeing and disagreeing and honestly I think that may be the best way to have it. For where there is reasoned respectful opposition to thoughts and ideas, there is often a greater growth in mutual understanding....but I'm getting ahead of myself aren't I.
Lets take a step back to explore some of my personal history and generate some context shall we? Cue Flash back sequence, and, Go!
Recently I tried to engage my curiosity and interest in games to create a new habit of using the social media platform Instagram in a more active and fun way. The Game, was 'Ask me Anything' by commenting @DagdaBard to which I would reply the following day. It was a good experiment and lead to many fantastic interactions.
Alas, a habit has not been formed as other matters took priority and the 'game' slipped from focus, but there were many interesting questions and one of which lead to a fantastic and inspirational exploration of the ancient Irish Lore, "The Cauldron of Poesy".
'I didn't mean it!' 'It's not whats I meant to happen.' 'It's not like I did it on purpose.'
How does that old cliché go? Oh yeh, The road to hell is paved in good intentions. Irrespective of your theological perspective to the existence of Hell, what we are really saying here is that 'good intentions' don't really matter much in the scheme of things, if the Impact is off.
When was the last time you uttered one of those phrases? Have you ever considered your intentions as irrelevant when compared to the impact you have had?
'From lands afar they did travel for the 'Come hither' was upon them and that is a call that can only be ignored at ones peril. Carried upon the very winds in a sky ship they they came. Across the ninth wave until their feet did at last alight upon the isle of Erin.
The Priestess. The Knight. The Wolf.
There in the lands of the Tuatha de Dannan they did meet with The Bard, for into his keeping had the vessel been entrusted, and from there, the labors of the party would begin.
Then came the time of marking, for the Call of the Good God lay heavy upon The Bard and time once again came for the The Dagda's mark to be carried.'
Sounds kind of epic when written that way right? Sure that's just story craft though. The truth is, well, tattoos hurt and are permanent. Whats more choosing to display a publicly visible mark such as this is a big deal for me. Do you want to know Why?
We all have thoughts and perspectives and opinions. Its simply part of the human condition as a socialized species. So In the interest of insight, this is where I will share my perspective and opinions.