I had over 1,000 page views last month. Not bad. I have two short stories I am thinking about releasing, and like seven more that I want to try to publish in other bigger markets. Maybe other free blogs, though. They'll have more significant audiences though. [Since significant is a relative term, I shall elaborate. If each blog has 10,000 hits a month, that is more significant (to me).]
I definitely think keeping it (this blog) eclectic, like, writing just to write, is a good idea. Just letting it be free to the world, even if it is all ones and zeros, electrical impulses. Actually, that is downplaying it too much, because the medium really is significant. Although the internet can be a play to make a decent living, it is also a great free marketplace of ideas too. A cultural superhighway. Our connection to each other. Even if not everyone is directly participating yet, they will. Or they will become more insignificant, because, this is the future. More and more the physical world will cease to matter. Slowly and slowly we will build our lives into it that it will consume our lives, if it hasn't already. My DNA has already gone digital.
I am not saying that I am that significant. Far, far removed from it. I eventually will be long forgotten like 99.99999999999999999999999999...% of the entire population. Those nines go out to infinity. It is that far removed. The Beatles haven't even quite made it there yet, but when they arrive, they will only be a step or two ahead of Jimi Hendrix and Justin Bieber. I don't care what anybody says, for a nerdy little white kid that kid is really successful. I'm sorry, I don't know how that train of thought got started onto music. I should be saying someone like Galileo or some shit. Stephen Hawking. Those people all had ideas I can get behind.
I am happy being invisible. Invisibility is great. You get great shade, let me tell you, but hey, I won't, because you already know, because the truth is we are all invisible. Our lives are truly meaningless. Only by building our digital DNA out in hyperspace will we gain meaningfulness It's a crazy idea, I know. But hey, I can't help it. I'm gone stark raving mad. I'm a loon. HaHA!
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...don't continue or you'll ruin it....
I will have stretching it too far, if I haven't already. I probably have, but the realization of that fact bears no significance on whether I will continue or not. I will obviously continue. I think it is a pretty rad choice, although you may disagree, which is fine. I am not apologetic about it. Nor should I be. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make this a sermon. Or a sermon embedded in a sermon. That might be the case. Any one of the options is truly feasible. I would be okay with it any way.
...too late, huh.... Sorry that I'm not sorry. But I'm not. I am because I'm not.
Seriously, I applaud anyone who has actually scrolled down this far. This is ridiculous.
I wonder how much code I just wasted with all that space. No, wait, that makes my brain hurt.
Dwarf stars.
Yes, that was random. So is this, I might add. Completely and utterly random, at least ideologically, not necessarily linguistically. It will undoubtedly become a pattern eventually even if it hasn't already, so maybe I guess I shouldn't even keep it going
The pit of Hell. The end. Actually, not. But hey, whatever you want to believe, any way. I believe that life goes on, that Hell is a state of mind. Once you push it out it ceases to be. Or maybe not. Either way, I am going to die eventually, and so is everything and everyone else. The universe is finite.
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