Thursday, September 24, 2026
Why do I expose myself by writing on this blog daily? I’m really sharing, uninhibitedly, my inmost thoughts. I guess I realize nothing is covered up.
There is a greater part of me that wants to be seen. Susceptible, vulnerable, and hanging out for the critic to bash and the lover to indulge in. Isn’t that what the universe is – open to criticism, yet totally immune to the idiot who thinks they know better?
This is our inner purpose, to be vulnerable expositors. It’s one of the funny things we do as humans – to come clean. We secretly enjoy putting ourselves “out there” only to show we are nothing. We love exposing our most private affairs, when most people are doing their best to cover them up! We live in this paradox. We want to know the “hot gossip” of the neighbor, but if someone knew our “hot gossip,” we’d die of humiliation.
We love exposing the rich and powerful as mere mortals, politicians as hypocrites, and religion as phony mythology. We love bringing criminals out of their dark hideouts. We love branding sex offenders with scarlet letters. We love exposing, don’t we? But when you are exposed – watch out!
Why not do it voluntarily? Why not do an exposé on your own phoniness? Why not take off your clothes, walk to the local park, stand there in flagrante delicto, and ask for comments?
The cosmos is just “out there,” hanging out, in flagrante delicto. Dog genitals are just “out there.” And look how cute and innocent they are, pooping right there in front of us! Look at the trees, just naked, gnarled and exposed.
Just how uninhibited are you?
You might be afraid that you are the only one in the universe who doesn’t have “privates.”
I admit to my own naivety, and expose it. That doesn’t make me “special” because that’s what the universe already is – fully exposed – in flagrante delicto.