An idea brewing for decades

Why this site? This thing? I have to admit this isn’t my first idea to share myself with the world. But as the perennial keeper of things, maybe I should think about why I save so much and transform that personality quick into something to bear witness of a sort. This is also companion media for my Mutant Mother Musings: Ponderings from A Mutant Malcontent, another project in the works, a “hybrid” memoir:

This isn’t just a hybrid memoir, it’s a mutant memoir.

Patched, a bit slapped together, yet full of interconnected nodes, like neurons in the brain, the circulatory system, maybe even a bit of brain map. This is what I consider a “mutant” memoir, my mutant memoir. I wander amongst seemingly unrelated subjects and circumstances, but they demonstrate my Neurodivergent/NeuroQweird way of being in the world.

I’ll start with the first iOS picture I ever saved, several zombies are looking down at “you,” the point of view is from someone lying on the floor, their likely death imminent. A light shines down on them.

What might be going through their head? Hunger? Need? Join us?