For the uninitiated, an editor's job of writing 'punchy copy' makes you feel like you're selling meat at a wet market.
When writing gets reduced to copy, expect that you're already in a spiral, that's on a downward. Writing, poetic to many, technical to most and non-existent to some, writing becomes redundant.
For the first post, a metaphysical ode sent into cyber nothingness, is a tribute to the many such firsts that have become lasts.
And so, it writes itself.