Then Again Maybe I Know Nothing

Now I see things differently. This I believe to be true. All science - no prayers.

People use terms like, "life-changing experience" far more than it is logical to use. I can only imagine a very few people whose lives have been changed by a television program or a football contest. I'm sure it happens, but I stand firmly by my original contention.

I suppose that actual events--solitary events not eras--that have so changed my life are summable on one hand; the birth of my only child being paramount. I reserve the statement, "life-changing experience" for actual life-changing episodes good and bad. The stuff of personal plate tectonics. You know them when they happen to you.

Today I had a life-changing experience. Really. Today I witnessed--or was invited to interact with--what happens when concept, context, aesthetic, and experience converge. Something I previously believed to be elusive. This rare opportunity was both humbling and wholly affirming of everything that I believe in and work toward: concept, context, aesthetic, and the experiential.

I cannot write about this experience here (or anywhere actually) as I am bound by a confidentiality agreement. I have willfully agreed to disclose nothing substantive or take photographs. My experience was designed to be contemplative. And it was seriously contemplative. And it was also tear-welling and breath-takingly inspirational. You'll just have to trust me. Don't ask - won't tell.

I am convinced that the folks responsible for today's experience will be checking right here as normative follow-up (hello). I hope they appreciate that I am being respectfully (and contractually) vague yet allowing myself to share my strong impulse to denote what has happened to me as a person. To the kind people I speak of: Thank you! Thank you so very much. You did it. For me, today was life-changing. It gets absolutely no better.

So what does this mean? I don't know. Perhaps it means we now dig down deeper within to make good on the promises and the foundations established for a life dedicated to concept, context, aesthetic, and experience. We no longer need to invent ways and excuses for compromise. We become much more critical of our own output. Maybe we can let down all remaining barriers which prevent clarity, beauty, and perfection. Perhaps we now reign in our scattered mud-slung desperation into a New Conceptual Continuity.

Greatness in and of itself is not a goal. Truth is. Legacy is. Pursuit of your concept, context, aesthetic, and experience is.

Then again maybe I know nothing.

Then again maybe I do.