176 - Welcome to Ponder Wander - 339 words

I’m alone.  I’m 43 years old, and I feel alone.  I have a family, but I feel alone.  I have friends but I feel alone.  Loneliness encourages pain to go crazy.  At least that helps to underline my flaws...  We are a merry band of lonely people called, “Ponder Wander.”  A place of no judgment.  A place to move on from our muse.  We are a community of lethargic intellectuals that endeavor to achieve an ultimate consensus, on fallibility’s overreach on perfection.  I make poetic introspection from just three words describing as deep as you dare.  Three words to kick off your very own mythology.  I help make you a custom mythology to find Jesus.  Plunge into yourself with my tool, “Concentric.”  It’s a remarkably simple exercise.  I see something you don’t like.  Why choose ignorance?  To protect your feelings.  Our consensus is Jesus saved us.  I think differently.  Are you afraid of something different? 
 
What's worse than a muse that doesn't reciprocate your love?  One that does.  Why?  Cannibalism.  What’s a muse?  Someone with magnetism so FEROCIOUS you will crave their flesh.  Someone that lives rent free in our head.  Someone we want to impress.  Someone we want to make babies with.  I claim muse are linked to Christianity.  I created a mythology that helped me to overcome my muse and find Jesus.  I documented my journey across nine books and two websites:
 
Sardonicpoet.com
Brainsmithy.com
 
Isolation is retreating from society into the self.  There you find immutable flaws.  Flaws that ask the question, are thoughts illegal?  If you accept your flaws, you will believe thoughts are not illegal.  Those that call for your head, run from themselves (perpetually).  Ponder Wander exclusively engages those willing to embrace the cure: accept your flaws, embrace learning opportunities, and eat some humble pie.  That’s what it takes to join us.  If you’re not interested say “no thanks.”  I’ll leave you be.
 
Email me at john.tuccitto@brainsmithy.com if you have more questions.
 
My name is John Ralph Tuccitto, but you may call me ‘Sardonic.’