Progress is to be made if this great ocean is to be conquered, for every drop of water fed from the sea of ingenuity to be mine for the taking. With the winds to my back and the brightest stars to guide me I shall make this journey through.

As I look out from my ocean of creativity, the shoreline of hope tempts me like a mighty city across the crashing waves. Aboard my vessel of dreams, the irrational beasts of change, with their unclean spirits are nulled into submission. I am moved by the winds of ingenuity to cross the horizons of my forefathers into the unknown. 

Today I begin a journey which I hope will land me amongst the cosmos. Across stars and galaxies unconceivably distant and far reaching in their effects on the night sky. My hopes are that from this journey I shall progress humanity as far forward as fire once did. With each update I hope to publicly document the mind of my creative thinking as time progresses in my favor.