from Blackleg to Silverleg

as i evolve my pseudonym continues to change.

started with Silverchic to Blackleg.

Honestly i don't know how i came up with silverchic, i was about 14 anyway...perhaps the Australian band Silverchair intrigues me so much of how they could come up with that peculiar name.

My writings were majorly poems and lamented with the beauty of nature embodiment.

And then as i turn a bit older until early adulthood I wrote as Blackleg.

Now this i know why, 

Blackleg is a strike breaker in a union strike. Kind of traitor. But for me, Blackleg is that one single neuron cell in my brain that still works...when everything goes on strike as to anxiety, intrusive thoughts, procrastination, depression, numbness etc. Blackleg is that one cell that still, works☺️

Now...at 42, i have come to let Blackleg to rest.

It's been working alone for so many years and now able to rest.

Because at 40's we usually come to terms of who we are. 

Hence, now from here, now onwards I'm writing as, Silverleg.

I know, i must've a fascination with color.

And yet, Silver is a spiritual color for intuition and introspection.

Dialectical and intervention might be featured if not highlighted in my writings and speech onwards.

Silverleg...i like it, there's a tinge of subtlety and humbleness sound to it☺️