The Temple of Enui

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I have been meaning to get into this process for some time now, and haven't had the time or the motivation to get it together. But I've had a day. A day so whacked it qualifies as revelation. An epiphany, if you will. But I will ease into that later...

Memory. Mortality. These things plague me. These things comfort me. That which makes my life so precious to me yet so inconsequencial. Memory: that ineffabe quality that makes me who I am and the world for me unique. There is no other world like mine. Or yours. Mortality: the birthright of every living thing and the end of self. Death: now there's an epiphany for you...

I'm rambling. But I intend to do so. The way to "cheat" mortality is to disceminate your view of the world to others, to let it, even in a small way, inform the shape of the world. Let your memories live in others to enrich the world you stayed in for a while.

I hope to use this forum in a number of ways. Tell stories, share images, pass on news, maybe reflect on a movie or a book. My ol' pal Ron does quite a good job spreading the political buzz with his blog, my ol' pal Chris has dabbled with creative writing(which I thought was great once I figured out what he was doing...). I hope to join these and other luminaries with my own voice. And part of the adventure is finding out what that voice sounds like. I can't wait to find out.

The crux of it is: I'm about to enter a new phase in my life and I'm dragging my friends along with me. This is an exercise in crativity, in observation, and participating in the human community, the lattter being something I've always needed work on anyway.

So check in on me from time to time. With your help, it might occasionally be interesting. Not today, of course...