I've been studying my cover photo for a while now, and it seems to me that it is more than just a photo of what is there that can be seen, more than just three white rocks stacked on a beach. It contains an important question about the future, about what happens long after the photographer has gone. What will happen to our pile of stones when the tide comes in? Will it topple or has the architect built this structure at a safe distance?
I don't know what will happen to these words that I stack here on the sand. They may prove safely distant, or they may be swallowed up by a rush of self-doubt. They may be here for a season. They may lose their balance and be scattered by the shoreline, or be hidden away under shifting sands. Perhaps someday, the tides of life will reclaim them.
Or maybe that's just a bunch of poetic, romantic nonsense. After all, this is just a blog.
Ned My sanity is lost somewhere between AOL and MySpace. I think Sanity had a clay tablet and wrote in Sumerian. Where that tablet is I have no clue, no more than my 3 lost pairs of glasses.
Ned Mar 19, 2024 at 12:09pm In response to "Questions"
Kåre Enga in Udon Thani Last I knew, MySpace had become mostly a showcase for musical artists the way Tumbler became a more artistic, graphic space. I don't actually know if it still exists. AOL is extinct, but that probably hasn't stopped them from deducting monthly fees from former users' bank accounts.
I don't like it when folks disappear from WdC without notice. At least in real life I can ask around. I've lived in small town Kansas, Nebraska and Oklahoma. I miss those times and connections.
What a beautiful soul you have vi do understand. It was disappointing news both of those times you mentioned. It's unfortunate that the one lady passed at such an early age and so full of life, it was that the second one?
I remember someone on here and a short while later, I found out that their house had burned down and so they had no place to live. But they were somewhere far away. I'm not sure what happened to them afterward. But after a while I lost track of them. I still wondered how they are.
Some people like to be anonymous, maybe out of fear. As many good interactions there are online, there's some that are potentially dangerous, and often it's hard to tell which is which.
I have something on my wall that I bought recently.
Kåre Enga in Udon Thani I loved Julia Child. I still watch her. I don´t have a cooking blog or anything practical like that but I do have an idea for another post on this blog.
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