Always & the beginning

In the beginning there was always, which this new blog belongs to, and which makes it part of the beginning. The face(s) to my left are one of the many illustrations of what always can be: indistinct and repeatable to inifinity/intricate and precise to a split atomic level. I once sat next to a Japanese transvestite called Saori, drinking vodka and lime in a bar. Saori's face was indistinct and precise just like the picture. Perhaps she/he was the embodiment of always. I cannot tell at this point. In any case I welcome you errant wayfarers to this new blog here of mine...whilst at the same time I am wondering, secretly, what you might be doing here...