
About Me
Before us, there was this land - a curvaceous and luscious body, alive and laughing, clothed in a few silky clouds, circling languidly though night and day, night and day, night and day...
age: 29 (Sep 20, 1982)
MEMBER SINCE: January 2006
fantasy: a world that will be totally different once W. gets the hell outta here
most humbling moment: was spent holding a stranger's hand
stats: ubiquitous
i lost my virginity: and then killed God
sign: my bumber sticker: Daddy, what were trees like?
" I know perfectly well that at this moment the whole universe is listening to us, and that every word we say echoes to the remotest star. " - Jean Giraudoux (Love Letters to the Universe)
We used a version of this line in our ceremony to testify that we there were no doubts in our hearts, and that the words we were about to say were meant for the universe (not god) to hear. Shouldn't that always be the case? Kind of like the "beating of a butterfly wing in California creates a typhoon in Japan" effect, every action and every sound we make continues on - it does not end with us. I know space is a vaccuum, but it's still connected to our atmosphere. It's still connected to us. And, because we are made of stardust and stones, our lives are intricately/intrinsically bound to the world around us. We are not islands. We should take much less for granted.

(NGC 6302, in the Scorpius constellation)
My SG persona will vanish on Saturday, and it will be as though I never existed in your lives. You will have never existed in mine. That may be one of the most fascinating things about the internet age - the mutability of just about everything. Cancel your credit card, disconnect a few wires, hell even turn off the screen, and entire worlds disappear! For those of you staying on, I hope you continue to be interesting and intelligent figures here, but may you all live life completely. Thanks for the fun!
We used a version of this line in our ceremony to testify that we there were no doubts in our hearts, and that the words we were about to say were meant for the universe (not god) to hear. Shouldn't that always be the case? Kind of like the "beating of a butterfly wing in California creates a typhoon in Japan" effect, every action and every sound we make continues on - it does not end with us. I know space is a vaccuum, but it's still connected to our atmosphere. It's still connected to us. And, because we are made of stardust and stones, our lives are intricately/intrinsically bound to the world around us. We are not islands. We should take much less for granted.

(NGC 6302, in the Scorpius constellation)
My SG persona will vanish on Saturday, and it will be as though I never existed in your lives. You will have never existed in mine. That may be one of the most fascinating things about the internet age - the mutability of just about everything. Cancel your credit card, disconnect a few wires, hell even turn off the screen, and entire worlds disappear! For those of you staying on, I hope you continue to be interesting and intelligent figures here, but may you all live life completely. Thanks for the fun!














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