Layer 0: Introductory Protocol

First things first, I want to welcome you to my little corner of the interconnected network currently known as the Internet. You more than likely either came here because you're a friend of mine, a family member, or a stranger that has been in close enough proximity to me to the point where your curiosity hungered for answers as to who I am and what I believe in. If you somehow fall under none of these categories and stumbled across this page by sheer happenstance (or because I actually decided to advertise it), the forces of the universe have probably guided you here for one reason or another, and as such, you are also welcome. Feel free to either make yourself comfortable or get into a crash position. This will either be a journey that provides profound comfort in the most unexpected of ways, or abject terror in the most expected of ways. Please behave however you feel you must. Judgement shall not be ascribed to you, at least from myself. 

No matter who you might be or where you might come from, I want to assure you of the fact that this blog was created as a comprehensive archive of a single human being's random strings of consciousness and nothing more. I am not here to force an opinion upon you or spout a narrative regurgitated from somebody else. Aside from the occasional subjective guide, most of what you will see are questions that I ask myself and reason out in the open for you to see. Sometimes, or perhaps most of the time, depending on your worldview, there will be no rhyme or reason to what I say or how I choose to say it. What I discuss may also be off-putting or quite simply, absurd. Please bear with me on this. I am not always "aware" of what I write, and thus, the tone of whatever I post here is prone to change abruptly and without warning. Perhaps you are already used to this from the various stimuli that fill your daily life. This is just another addition to the daily routine. A continuation of the status quo that you've grown so content with. As such, I am happy to provide you with your daily dose of stimulation and/or dopamine. 

My pseudonym is Mars J. Aderon. In some places, you may know me simply as Mars, JC, or, if you just so happen to be from the doldrums of my past, even Yu or Marth. Those who are aware of my real name know what it is, and if they've somehow forgotten, then I apologize for not being memorable enough for your brain to preserve it. For those that do, I ask that you not refer to me as that on this blog for what I hope to be obvious reasons. Most know me as a TTRPG designer, a golfer, an online roleplayer, an armchair therapist, a general-purpose advisor and assistant, or simply a silent voice that exists at the edge of their worldview that they hear from time to time. A rare few have come to know me as things outside of this. As with my real name, they know what those things are, some of which may be negative. To those people, I apologize for whatever I may have done to you, and to those that subscribe to such an opinion without me having transgressed upon them, then I am left to wonder why you felt the need to come here at all, and for what purpose. Perhaps you find meaning in making me aware of your negative feelings. Perhaps you wish to spread fallacies manufactured out of your irrational hatred. Whatever you feel your purpose is, you are free to it, though I do not trust that you will find fulfillment within your foolishness, however, I wish you luck.

However, deep beneath all of those traditional identifiers lies a single soul, lost and drifting within the world much like anyone else. A wisp of energy that desires direction, yet cannot find one that it can truly qualify as fulfilling. Perhaps that is the very nature of this Earth we reside upon. It's designed to leave us yearning for more, eternally unsatisfied so that we're always left searching for it in something else. Maybe it's this same unsatiable desire for fulfillment that built the very foundation of "civilization". You put enough wayward souls together, and they build a town, and then a city, eventually an empire. However, that growth begins to plateau, stagnating gradually before it stalls completely, and where you once had direction, you're left drifting aimlessly once again, except in the comforts that you and your ancestors created. A perpetual merry-go-round of "progress" that builds itself up, only to end up right back where it started further down the road. 

Though I am but one soul. One voice that is shouting into the void, wondering if anyone at all will hear what they have to say. Perhaps I will be forever destined to shout and defer to nothing but a nonexistent crowd until my body withers and my mind wanes. The only thing I can do is wait and see.