Our Hero plateaus, then launches.

The art experiment at the first apartment morphed into chaotic monster of residual neurosis. hardcore PTSD, man. That's what the streets will do to you. Then they put you in a box and at first all the basic habits of efficient box-person life seem like some enormous challenge. Then you gradually get used it. I learned plenty from it, then they moved me into a better place. Redo, with a stronger cognitive toolbox this time. I learned: There's some questionable (who isn't?) characters roaming this little beachside 'hood (but the brochure said it's a quaint little beach town....). So only allow brilliantly awesome people into one's domicile. If it smells like a crook.... Let the wall collage ideasphere evolve, not just accumulate - don't glue anything. Laser beams are lots of fun. Make the most of opportunities. Always continue striving and never give up. Be patient.... but don't let the world pass you by either. Avoid doing blatantly stupid things - there's no need to fly too close to the sun. Be disciplined and take your practice seriously. You want to keep things upscale, refined - in keeping with the higher standard of quality that defines construction the new home (it's a swank, sturdy little place). I'm Colin Campbell Clyde and this is my story: I've been to hell and back. I've been sneered at and smeared, tasted the bitterness of betrayal. That's a load of ancient history. Now things are looking up. Career opportunities. Paradigm rearrangements, man, really deep. This is my chance, starting today. The rate of change is accelerating. I've already come so far. Exciting fervent ferment. I'm starting a multimedia company - change the world. This blog is a record of the progress. I intend to accomplish remarkable things. I hope you'll join me, it will be ever so lovely to have you on board! Hop on, this rocketship is cleared for takeoff.