back to what was
how odd.
the madding crowd has already passed this virtual place of expression by. trends come and go. they are all on their Flyspaces, Chirpers and Tracebooks, and has left this region of the Nets sort of like Trendster, a forgotten relic of a virtual blogging past.
i created this blog separate from my own public profile on the Net, to explore my own darksides and incongruities that need less witnessing in order to deepen, evolve, or fade away naturally. i had a few well-meaning friends privy to it, but now, as we (yes, including me) have moved on, and subsequently changed, it had been left to be forgotten. here it remains. now it is what it was intended to be... an unseen sanctuary, a pocket of silence.
it's been weeks, and my trawling for darksides continue.
the madding crowd has already passed this virtual place of expression by. trends come and go. they are all on their Flyspaces, Chirpers and Tracebooks, and has left this region of the Nets sort of like Trendster, a forgotten relic of a virtual blogging past.
i created this blog separate from my own public profile on the Net, to explore my own darksides and incongruities that need less witnessing in order to deepen, evolve, or fade away naturally. i had a few well-meaning friends privy to it, but now, as we (yes, including me) have moved on, and subsequently changed, it had been left to be forgotten. here it remains. now it is what it was intended to be... an unseen sanctuary, a pocket of silence.
it's been weeks, and my trawling for darksides continue.