“There comes a time when all that remains for us to do is to surrender to the idiosyncrasies of our nature.” -Floriano Martins
This blog is no longer titled “Tough-Minded Optimism.”
Future posts will not be constrained by any commitments to express ideas that are categorizable in terms of “self-help” or “spirituality.”
As a thinker and a writer, it is time for me to grow up.
I am leaping out of my comfort zone and diving into a wider realm of ideas and interests that extend beyond my affinity for inspirational thinking.
Am I done with optimism? No, but I am done with limiting my posts to topics that fit within the boundaries of “that which is intended to inspire.”
I will share and discuss whatever turns me on philosophically and psychologically.
My new tagline says, “Ideas are my intoxication. Philosophy is my psychedelic.”
To me, an interesting idea is the most powerful drug.
The intentional and imaginative contemplation of such ideas is a distinct form of “mind-tripping.”
Using ideas as my Stargate (that’s a shout out to any SG-1 fans out there), I’ll be taking exploratory trips to and through the various conceptual, archetypal, and meditative worlds of inner space.
From the familiar to the fringe, I intend to investigate all that fascinates me.
This is the death of Tough-Minded Optimism and the birth of T.K. Coleman.
If you’re a fan of the musician Prince, you can just call me “the artist formerly known as the Tough-Minded Optimist.”
P.S. For as long as I feel inspired, I’ll continue to post self-help related updates on my Tough-Minded Optimism fan page on Facebook.