[ Jared Robertson ]  
[ M I N D ]
     “The gunslinger walked stolidly, not hurrying, not loafing. A hide waterbag was slung around his middle like a bloated sausage. It was almost full. He had progressed through the khef over many years, and had reached the fifth level. At the seventh or eighth, he would not have been thirsty; he could have watched his own body dehydrate with clinical, detached attention, watering its crevices and inner hollows only when his logic told him it must be done. He was not seventh or eighth. He was fifth. So he was thirsty, although he felt no particular urge to drink. In a vague way, this all pleased him. It was romantic.”
— Stephen King, The Gunslinger


     Use your higher functions and imagine that something interesting has been writ here for your information and enlightenment. “Things are changing, but nothing changes. And still... there are changes. Le roi est mort, vive le roi.” Until then, try to be seventh or eighth and watch with analytical interest as things progress. Thank you.

[ Floating Island by Philip Brogden ]
     I’ve tried a number of pen-and-paper journals over the years, but could never stick with them for very long. An individual who shall remain unnamed introduced me to LiveJournal a while back and I’ve found it to be a surprisingly refreshing method of getting my thoughts “down on paper.” So much so that, even though the service is completely free, I chose to participate in a fund raiser for new server equipment. For a measly $100, I received a permanent account. I consider it to have been a very good investment. After all, how much is your personal sanity really worth?

[ Waterbed by Philip Brogden ]
     There’s something liberating about the notion that your friends can read what’s going on in your head and offer advice if they feel so led. Strangely, it doesn’t seem to impede my ability to share sensitive or personal things. Granted, the content of my journal is nothing like the true content of my mind (I tremble to think how much trouble that would bring me!) but it’s a lot closer than any paper journal I ever kept.
     Additionally, people who start reading your journal seem inclined to get one of their own after not too long a time. At least a dozen of my friends acquired a journal soon after I had mine, even if it was just to have an identity when offering comments. It’s pretty darn cool. On LiveJournal, I go by the handle “ZorkFox”.


The mediocrity of my thinking is concealed by the majesty of my language.

[ M I N D ]