[Disturbingly hip sounds pass through Bitscape's headphones.]

Let's see if I can call the divergent energies in this frayed brain together long enough to form a coherent thought....

Came home from work today, contemplated my options, got some food from the kitchen, read another chapter from my Real Magic book, and went to sleep at 1800.

I thought about going to BLUG tonight, but I decided I'd rather stay home on this particular occassion. For some reason, I was just dead tired all day. Arriving home hadn't changed that. Besides, no friends I knew of were going this time. Kind of lowers the potential fun level.

So, I yielded to the forces of the underworld which had been tugging at me all day, and slept. A sweet sleep it was.

Woke up when the tv in the next room came on around 2130. Great. Now, the consequences. I sleep when I get home from work, so sleep becomes more difficult when it's actually time for bed. OTOH, forcing myself to stay awake throughout the evening while too tired to do anything intelligent ain't so great either. Oh well. Anyway...

Over the past couple of days, various fleeting bits of inspiration regarding possible future designs / content on my web page have been fluttering around in my head. I have yet to flesh any of them out or act on implementing them. Just ideas. For now.

I sometimes wonder if what I write here is really effective. I mean... hmmm... how shall I state this? Day after day, I write paragraph after paragraph, and I wonder if what I'm writing is really truly conveying the way I feel to the people who read it.

In my view, a good piece of music will induce the listener to, in some small fragment, experience the feelings of the person(s) who created the music. When I hear a really amazing song, and the vibes resonate within me, I feel like something from the creator's inner soul has been communicated. Same goes for paintings, sculpture, etc. It could apply to any art, really. That would include the written word.

Do I do that here, or is this just an ongoing exercise in which Bitscape types to the wall? I know a few souls on this planet must at least find this mildly interesting, because they seem to keep coming back. But finding something interesting, and really understanding are different things. Hitting a chord. When people read the words, to they experience the same things I experienced when I wrote them, or is that peculiar meaning left only to me?

Ho hum. Questions that can never truly be answered. Just some of the silliness that's been ricocheting around lately.

Seems like it might be fitting to say something after Nemo's latest contribution to the "debate". Frankly, I'm not sure I want to add anything more. Obviously, Nemo and those who share his views have something that works in their lives. Good for them. It didn't / doesn't work for me. My life takes a different path.

What I think I will do is just throw up something my mentor sent me. This idea came from some great philosopher, the name of whom neither one of us can remember.

"Hold a mirror horizontal to the heavens. This mirror reflects the face of The Creator. Now drop the mirror so it shatters into many shards. It is still reflecting the face of The Creator, but now as each person peers into the reflection to see The Truth, each person sees something different."

Well, I think I'll read a bit, and go back to sleep. Goodday.