The Blog to End all Blogs
When I was little, I often wondered if there wasn’t some kid out there, possibly in China, who was exactly like me. But in China. And Chinese. We’d be thinking the same things, doing the same stuff, getting hurt at the same time etc.
As a youth, I was still wondering about the same thing, but as my field of perception had grown, so my twin’s possible location had gone further out. Now I thought it plausible that the super-identical other me was on a different planet in a far away galaxy.
As I got older and survived more and more hallucinogens, I got to thinking more and more about the invisible side of the universe. I had gazed into other dimensions and thought to myself, perhaps my cosmic twin is in fact just one of countless other cosmic twins scattered over countless other dimensions.
I couldn't post the blog which I'd started last night and finished this morning due to technical difficulties. I kept trying to upload it but to no avail. I started freaking out a little. Mad thoughts pounded my brain. What if I can never post again?
It’s not that I’m a big blogger or what have you, I’ve just started doing it. But I’m bored as quickly as I’m excited, one day I’m 100% and then the next…nothing. I figure I’ve got to ride the wave of blogging fervor while I can. Hence the madness.
Then I think, maybe I’ll blog about my uploading sadness and angst and it strikes me that there must be a gazillion other bloggers out there thinking exactly the same thing today. Which makes me wonder what the chances are of someone else writing the exact same blog as me at the same time. Maybe someone just like me. But in China. And Chinese.
When I was little, I often wondered if there wasn’t some kid out there, possibly in China, who was exactly like me. But in China. And Chinese. We’d be thinking the same things, doing the same stuff, getting hurt at the same time etc.
As a youth, I was still wondering about the same thing, but as my field of perception had grown, so my twin’s possible location had gone further out. Now I thought it plausible that the super-identical other me was on a different planet in a far away galaxy.
As I got older and survived more and more hallucinogens, I got to thinking more and more about the invisible side of the universe. I had gazed into other dimensions and thought to myself, perhaps my cosmic twin is in fact just one of countless other cosmic twins scattered over countless other dimensions.
I couldn't post the blog which I'd started last night and finished this morning due to technical difficulties. I kept trying to upload it but to no avail. I started freaking out a little. Mad thoughts pounded my brain. What if I can never post again?
It’s not that I’m a big blogger or what have you, I’ve just started doing it. But I’m bored as quickly as I’m excited, one day I’m 100% and then the next…nothing. I figure I’ve got to ride the wave of blogging fervor while I can. Hence the madness.
Then I think, maybe I’ll blog about my uploading sadness and angst and it strikes me that there must be a gazillion other bloggers out there thinking exactly the same thing today. Which makes me wonder what the chances are of someone else writing the exact same blog as me at the same time. Maybe someone just like me. But in China. And Chinese.
posted by Uncle Evil at 2:26 PM
1 Comments:
A person isn't supposed to click the "next blog" button at the top of their blog. It's a rule. That means you're The Ultimate Bored Person. And I'm not.
But I did click "next blog," and I did find yours next, and I did think to myself, "Self, this person is a good writer. You should tell them."
So I'm telling you.
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