This is proving more difficult than I imagined.
It's as if there are certain "red lines," I am not supposed to cross, transgress.
On the one hand, I am probably expected to continue fighting the fight - for the most part alone. My other blog is completely devoted to Iraq, even though that was not my only intention. I guess starting this one is an attempt on my part to affirm my own territory, my own space...Only for me. Hence no remarks will be allowed.
The other thing that feels like a stumbling block and which am hoping to turn into a stepping stone - is that old voice in my head that keep repeating in an automated fashion "what will people say"
Again, it feels as if I have stumbled on some big taboo that I need to break down, or chisle away at, sculpt it and change its forms hoping that the final product, will be a piece of personal art.
I am not particularly aiming at being understood. This does not really matter to me anymore. Nor am I particularly interested in having this personal "piece of art" admired or praised.
I have gone beyond that...or at least I hope I have.
Yes, this is definitely going to be my own turf.