First ever post.

Okay, so now I have a blog. it will find its settling place amongst millions of others. Im not sure that I have anything incredibly witty to say. and of course when ever I write into it, i will be unable to not be aware of the few people that might read it. because who else would besides people that I know? It would be more comforting I think, if I thought that it was entirely anominous. like some meaningless gerfettee on a wall. At most the only emotions that it would really conger up in someone might me a bit of contempt for the nuisance of needing to clean it up. But thats all it is really. all these blogs. If your lucky there might be a few that stumble across it. perhaps even find a little meaning in it. But after all, its just a bit of gerfeetie. badly spelled at that. and who am I kidding. no one ever finds meaning in the random scribbling on the walls. do they?

so why am i wasting my time. mostly. its slow at work now. and I might have a story to tell. besides. there is an certain fascination that i have with talking into a void. its a bit like watching stars. not in any sort of constructive way. to looking at them and considering them as a whole. there they are. and if you wish to, you can even give them your thoughts. who knows, maybe someone will be listening. its that wonder. that improbababul possibility. that it has a purpose after all. that the void in and of its self will be an entity all of its own. its humanity as god.

In one of kurt Vonagets books there is a carictor that always takes note of everything in his mind. he believed that people are little reporters. they reported to god what life is. because that was the reason why god made us, to know more of what life is. perhaps its a bit like that.