This Is A Record Book For The "Future"

Let us pretend for a moment that not all moments are one.

This is a record book for the "future."

This is a passage way to an earlier being. Imagine it... Think it... Maybe it's already happened. Have you ever considered that your very existence is the thought you are having right now? Thus every moment you are born again. That's nice way of thinking about it. How about knowing that as you complete your thought you are, this spark anyway, gone.

Of course it's much more complicated than that. It's not as if we are not related... We are. But perhaps in a way we are all a faded copy...

Oh but we must be more than a copy? Is it some sort of combination you know so somehow things are fading away and fading in at the same time?

Yeah I think that's closer to it.

Anyway someone a long time ago who, at the time, claimed to me be me, had an idea about perhaps doing some sort of existential myspace band reviews. And I suppose he may have at least somewhat been telling the truth because I do believe we are going to do just that. I mean really when you speak of yourself it's a bit presumptuous to take all of the credit, or as the case may be, all of the blame.