Free will resolved (or not)

I have no free will. Or I am a different person each day. Or I simply change my mind.

I took a vow not to write again here until a challenging task was done, yet here I am writing and the task is not done, and is not going forward very well actually. But I wanted to remain silent until it was done, yet here I am writing, so... I have no free will.

Or I am a different person each day, a different consciousness unfettered by those that came before me.

Or perhaps I just changed my mind...

But... who the hell is that "me" of last month to tell the "me" of today what I should do anyway? The insolence. The presumption! Ah yes, that's the real answer - the me of today has the free will needed to reject the instruction of the "me" of the past, and to tell him he was an idiot. Not that he will hear, for he has gone now, and I am back now, apparently. Well no, not back, for he has gone, but my persona has returned in its new form.

And my challenge that I thought might get more easily achieved if I took a vow of silence until it was done, remains undone, and still daunting, before me.

I blame Elephant's Child. She exhorted me with a comment, and over her exhortations I clearly have no free will to resist. She is the cause of my effected failure.

I am sailing on a Calmac ferry tomorrow. That should be fun. Photos and words should follow if I really have a choice, or... come to think of it, perhaps if I don't.

And all caused by the words of a dead man, of Richard Harding Davis, speaking to Elephant's Child, through the wonder that is my time machine.

Oh... Pictures. I need pictures to portray my confuscation: